Ian turned around, his round cheeks filled with apology. "I'm sorry, Mommy. It's all my fault for being too noisy."
"It's okay. Just sit here and play. I feel better when I can keep an eye on you."
Ian came back, this time holding a science book. He rested his head on Naomi's lap and held the book up to read.
The back of Ian's head was perfectly round. From her angle, Naomi could see his slightly pudgy cheeks, and an indescribable warmth and contentment suddenly filled her heart.
Naomi looked at the script again. 'This time,' she thought, 'I understand.'
Hugh Chandler had a younger sister, and after the accident, they had only each other to rely on. The catalyst for his transformation wasn't just his own circumstances—it was his sister, the person he cherished most in the world.
Once she realized this, Naomi's understanding of Hugh Chandler's character deepened considerably.
A message notification chimed. It was from Margaret Jennings.
