#Chapter242
Epilogue01
/"Shhh,/" Ronan said, shoving his finger against his birdie's lips. /"Mama Wo-Wo gonna fix you all up, birdie./"
Raven, who was sprawled on the sofa with a bandage of toilet roll wound around his forehead, and a felt tip thermometer dangling from his mouth, let out a pathetic mewl. /"But Mama Ro,/" he said, flicking the pretty pink thermometer to the corner of his mouth. /"I don't want to be quiet./"
/"But you juss havesta', birdie,/" Ronan said with a frown. He had his listeny thingy ready, and after shoving his birdie's head back down against the cushion, he pressed it against the big guy's chest.
