Nico considered this carefully. "I suppose not, but... I will understand, and I will listen and do as I'm told, and I think I will have a good time." He shot his most winning grin at Marc.
It would take too long to explain to Marc just why she was so anxious about letting Nico go, and he was almost a stranger to her, so she wouldn't want him to know the whole story anyway. So she gave him a weak smile, appearing to accept his platitudes. She thought of how easily her mother had given up this sweet, precious little boy, and her heart clenched, knowing she, Sol, could never give him up so easily. "Yes, I suppose you're right. A chance to focus on my work," she said weakly.
"I don't know that there are. I can't recall ever reading anything quite like it, but I think I might be too close to it to really know for sure? Perhaps you might like to read it?"