Then he thought of something, for he raised his head and kissed his grandfather with a loud smacking noise, between the shoulder blades. Her father jerked, nearly dropping Jem, and made a high-pitched noise that made her laugh. “Is that make it better?” Jem inquired seriously, pulling himself up and trying to look over Jamie’s shoulder into his face. “Oh. Aye, lad,” his grandfather assured him, face twitching. “Much better.”
My heart!!!!!!!
