A small boy pulled at colonel Casey's skirt. Two big blue eyes looked up to her " can't reach the ball ", Scott pointed his hand up to the shelves.
Val Casey looked down at her small Godson. She bent down and picked him up, cuddling him and feeling a little sad that he was growing so fast that she wouldn’t be able to do this much longer.
“Scotty, you know that there is no playing with the ball inside. And it’s raining pretty hard, so we can’t really go outside at the moment.”
She smiled suddenly. “How about we get John and you can draw pictures to welcome momma and baby Virgie home.”






