"Mom, where are you going?" Kathleen asked her mother after she had hugged the latter's legs, seeing them come out from the adjoining room where her great-grandmother lay recovering.
"To get lunch," Athena replied simply, ruffling her daughter's hair fondly.
"Do you want something too, Katie?" Ewan's smile excited the little one, who nodded enthusiastically and listed off the things she wanted, to the amusement of the few people in the room.
Jessica, laughing, shook her head. "I think she's ready for her dose of sugar for the day."
But Athena didn't think so. She believed that Ewan was spoiling her children by catering to their every whim and want. He should be–
"You'll want some apples too, right?" Ewan had crouched low, winking at his daughter, who bobbled her head while Athena watched, barely restraining her exasperation with the both of them.
