Tuesday, March 6, 2012
He was so happy, but there was a mess on his face. Drool mostly. Jonah was a little hesitant to pick the little one up. Tristan squirmed in Jonah's arms. Heavy too.
"How do you do it?" Jonah looked at Gilly's scrawny arms. He was a light weight and looked as if he wouldn't know how to lift a thing, but a game controller.
"Its not that bad." Gilly assured him.
Tristan's eyes were big and watching Jonah. He tugged at his shirt as if he was determined to wallow on him or else.
"He likes you." Gilly told him. They were at Gilly's where he lived with his Mum, but Gilly kept Tristan in his room. Always close by.
"Really?" Jonah was filled with laughter, perhaps. No, it was happiness. This was a new feeling, he didn't know how to react. Yet, a certain calm set in with a certain strength, that all he needed to do was to follow Tristan's instinct, some how.
"He's really..really quite adorable." Jonah thought Tristan had Gilly's big dark eyes. "And..and he's funny." Jonah grinned. He certainly couldn't be in a pout around the baby. It just wouldn't be right. That sort friction felt so far away. Jonah, didn't see his temper coming back, anytime soon.