“Can I get yo’ permission to take ya mama out? I’ll take good care of her and bring her back at a respectable hour.” “Okay.” Sophie nodded animatedly. “Thank you. Can I have a hug? Or is it too… soon.” Before he could finish, Sophie tossed her small arms around his neck and Asif’s face was beaming brighter than Candy Cane Lane during Christmas. “That was a good one, thank you.” He stood up to his full height, dwarfing everyone.
