“Fen, lad. Who’s that?” He points at me. I laugh. Fen’s had so much trouble saying Keegan. “Did you finally get him to master it?” “Almost. Here. Come, lad, who’s that?” “Mama.” My eyes bulge out of my head and my heart stops. And dammit, more freaking tears that are now blurring my vision. I climb up onto my knees. “Mama?” Loomis shrugs. “If you’re okay with it. Keegan is a tough one.” “If I’m okay with it? I’m freaking great with it. Ah! Say it again.” I crawl toward Fen and take him in my arms, kissing his chubby little face. “Who am I? What’s my name?”
