02-28-2021, 02:26 PM
The boy worked his tongue in his little toothless mouth, staring at nothing in particular. He was wrapped up to keep him warm against the chill of early spring. "Aye, about a week old. I had him the day I left here." She chuckled softly. "I named him Jacob." She paused and then sighed, "I came by to thank ye all fer yer kindness." She looked at Jacob and then back at Betsy, adjusting the heavy infant in her arms.