Angel was sleeping on Shane’s bed and she was watching his chest rise and fall. She wanted to make sure that he was still breathing. Every so often he would smile in his sleep and she wondered what he dreamt about. Angel was different than Shay in many ways. Shay was older, more verbal, and more self sufficient. Shane felt scared that she would break him or mess up really bad. She put a blanket over him some more and got up to go outside to smoke. She no longer smoked in her house when Angel came to visit or around him at all for that matter. She read somewhere that it was bad for children and could possibly result in them developing asthma. She drew in the smoke and exhaled. Shane heard rustling in her room and she quickly threw the cigarette out of her mouth and stepped on it. The rustling stopped slightly, so she went to the sink to wash her hands of the smoke before she went to check on Angel.

Shane: Hey little man what are you doing up?

She bent down to pick him up in her arms and kissed him.

Angel: Yum Yum Shane.

Shane: I figured you be hungry soon.

Shane tickled Angel’s tummy and he laughed. She loved the sound of her son’s laughter; it was like it did something to her heart. Shane bounced Angel all the way to the kitchen and placed him in a chair at the kitchen counter.

Shane: You are lucky that I learned how to cook when Shay was here.

Angel: Shay?

Shane looked at Angel and smiled.

Shane: Yea he is your uncle. I am going to take you to meet him later but I’ll be honest cereal is my specialty. You like Lucky Charms?

Angel nodded happily.

Shane: Good I like them too. They are my favorite next to fruity pebbles. How about we share a bowl of Lucky Charms?

Angel: Yum Yum

Angel made a grabbing motion with his hand which Shane interpreted to mean yes. Shane went to make their cereal and then placed it on the table. She handed Angel a spoon and then herself.