Since Sienna was in an unusually cooperative mood, the session went well. He was returning from it midmorning - after a short detour - when a small naked body barreled into him in one of the main corridors. Steadying the boy with Tk, he looked down. The child lifted a finger to his lips. 'Shh. I'm hiding.' With that, he went behind Judd and scrambled into a small alcove. 'Quickly!Not sure why he obeyed the order, Judd backed up to stand in front of the alcove, arms crossed. A flustered Lara came running around the corner a few seconds later. 'Have you seen Ben? Four-year-old. Naked as a jaybird?'How tall is he?' Judd asked in his most overbearing Psy manner.Lara stared. 'He's four. How tall do you think he is? Have you seen him or not?'Let me think...Did you say he was naked?'He was about to be bathed. Slippery little monkey.'A giggle from behind Judd.Lara's eyes widened and then her lips twitched. 'So you haven't seen him?'Without a proper description, I can't be sure.'The healer was obviously trying not to laugh. 'You shouldn't encourage him - he's incorrigible as it is.'Judd felt childish hands on his left calf and then Ben poked his head out. 'I'm incorwigeable, did ya hear?'Judd nodded. 'I do believe you've been found. Why don't you go have your bath?'Come on, munchkin.' Lara held out a hand.Surprisingly strong baby arms and legs wrapped around Judd's leg. 'No. I wanna stay with Uncle Judd.'Lara anticipated his question. 'Ben spends a lot of time with Marlee.'I spend a lot of time with Marlee,' a small voice piped up.

My fourteen-year-old sister Lara is a brat. Unfortunately, no one sees it but me. To everyone else, she’s adorable. She’s tiny and blonde and sweet and as helpless as a kitten. Chloe reminded me of Lara, at first. The difference, as I discovered, is that Chloe really is as sweet as she seems and she isn’t as helpless as she looks.

He couldn’t say the words, had spent too long in Silence, but he’d learned other ways to speak. Taking the paperweight she’d knocked off her desk out of his pocket, he put it in her hands. “It’s fixed. As long as you don’t mind more than a few scars.