Clover nodded enthusiastically and beamed. "Yes, Ms. Calloway, I am!" He lifted up his arms to show her how strong he was although there was no muscle to be seen. He was only seven, after all. His gaze turned thoughtful after a moment of exuberance and he tilted his head at Ms. Calloway. "Could I call you... Ma?" His eyes were wide and he was tearing up. He'd never gotten the chance to know a mother's love and the opportunity to call someone his Ma could make him cry with joy.