Years By Years, who was playing with a toy train and eating grapes nearby, turned his head and found a brother missing. He glanced towards his mom, astonished to see his brother occupying his pretty auntie's embrace alone. Instantly dissatisfied, Years By Years abandoned the toy train, ran over, pulled Thomas down from Viola Harris's lap, flung his leg up, and climbed on himself.
Thomas refused to show weakness and also attempted to climb onto his pretty auntie's lap.
Viola Harris was charmed by the two little fellows competing for affection. Each of them was a pink-cheeked handsome little guy, and being fought over like that inexplicably satisfied her girlish heart.
"Amelia, should I break up with Finn Wilson and wait eighteen years for your son?"
Amelia Clarke shot her a glare, "I'll break their legs."
"Why? Nowaday love is free, gender isn't an issue, nor is age. Besides, with my looks, I match your son well enough, right?"
