Clover poked his head in the room and waved cheerfully at Ms. Calloway. His father knelt and the boy smiled and cooed at the babies in his arms as he listened. "Close the curtains, please, Clover- and Karen isn't feeling well, so be gentle, alright?" He nodded and his father stood up and left the room. Seeing as he was a bit short, he pulled a small chair over to the windows and stood on it to close the curtains, then hopped back down and went to the side of Ms. Calloway's bed, still smiling. His Pa was busy in another room and Clover, being the matchmaker he was, asked Ms. Calloway quietly, "Does Pa love you? And do you love Pa?"