Agree

"Sure. No problem, Alice,"

"Oh! Thank you so much, Sean," she practically squeals over the phone, "I'll be over in about two hours to drop George off!"

"Sounds good, see you soon Alice."

I hang up the phone and roll out of bed. Rubbing my face, I work up the motivation to start getting ready.

-- Two Hours Later --

Rap Rap

Right on time, there's a knock at the door. I've been ready for a while now and don't waste any time answering.

Openning the door I'm greated by a beautiful sight. Alice is a young mother, only 22, and motherhood hadn't managed to shake any of her youthfulness away. She had worked diligently to rid herself of her baby fat, but had retained her widened hips and her plumped breasts. Certainly not negatives, by any means.

She's dressed ready for moving; a pair of jeans, an old loose t-shirt, and some worn sneakers; her sandy blonde just brushing the tops of her shoulders. Nothing particularly flattering, definitely a function over style look for a mom on the move.

Harrison stands in front of her, a messy mop of hair almost hiding his face.

"Thanks so much, again, Sean," Alice's says with a sweet sincerity, "I know things are all weird at the moment, but I really appreciate you being here for us."

"It's really no problem, Alice. Current circumstances or not, you guys are family," I reply, "If you guys need anything, don't hesitate to ask."

Alice's cheeks flush a little and her lips curl into a warm smile, then turns her attention to Harrison.

"Okay, darling. Mommy will be back soon AND I'll be back with your Auntie Brookie!" She bends down to give Harrison a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

Her loose shirt hangs a little lower than she probably realises.