"Why did I even think of the first time these two visited? It's so stupid!" Brad whispered. He was still standing in his doorway with Gabriel in his arms. Brad's mind was brought back to the present from that day with Gabriel's voice.
He had been standing there for a while, lost in thoughts of that day. Brad's eyes drifted to the girl who had walked straight to the settee and perched on top of it like she was used to doing.
"Uncle Brad, you're being like that again. Why would you use that bad word? Mama Shelby sa-"
Brad sighed and picked his ear, trying to tune his mind out of Gabriel's words. His Mama Shelby's words to Gabriel were gold; the boy never overlooked the chance to make this fact known to anyone.
'It's okay, Brad, that day Ingrid sang is long past and gone. She has warmed up to you now, so it's about time you made good with that instead.' The thought of that voice brought all those weird and shocked states of mind back.
