Frederic smiled softly. He certainly had the time. Clover didn't get out of school for another half-hour, and if he was at Karen's house, he'd be able to surprise his son on his walk home. And, most importantly yet simply, he wanted to. It would be folly of him to refuse- so, of course, he accepted. "I would lo- I would like that." He felt a slight heat creeping up his neck at his bold near-mistake, but pushed it from his mind as they approached the front stoop of her tranquil yellow home.