Hugging the monkey called Penguin closer to his chest, he waited to see if that made his Angie sad. It wasn't easy to tell. Angel didn't smile lots and lots like his Raven. Didn't laugh or show how happy he was like birdie. But his eyes said that it was okay. They were soft and warm, and as Ronan stared into them, he felt like Angie was letting him know it was alright.

"One thing and then we won't talk about your Daddy for the rest of the night, alright, Ro-bow?" When Ronan gave a tiny nod, pulling the stuffie closer to his chest, smiling slightly when Raven tucked the...