After staring for a while, he withdrew his desolate gaze, lowered his eyes, and looked at the milk baby who had already come down from George and was now hugging her own thighs. Below the baby's nose, there hung a long string of snot bubbles, which got longer and more numerous with each sniffle.
Gordon Collins frowned, about to grab a tissue to wipe her clean, when he saw her tug at his pants and wipe her nose with them…
Gordon Collins's brow furrowed deeply, and he lifted his foot, intending to shake her off...
But she just sat down on his shoe, clinging tightly to his thigh, hanging on and refusing to let go no matter what...
"Strange uncle, swing me!" she exclaimed.
Gordon Collins rolled his eyes and turned to George, who was looking at Mia with an indulgent smile, "Get her away from me!"
George spread his hands in a gesture of helplessness, "I still need to call someone to clean up your house, so the child is with you for now."
