When I got back to the cabin, it was very quiet. William was standing in
the playpen, staring at Evie with a curious expression on his little face.
It was hard to tell, but I think he found her interesting at least, if not
likable. No sibling rivalry had raised its head yet, so that was good. I
couldn't remember how old Samantha and I were when we first started to
fight, though, but maybe by the time they were old enough to argue they'd
already be inseparable.
They were being so good that I didn't want to disturb them, but I knew it'd been too long since they'd last eaten, so they needed to be fed immediately. I gave Evie a bottle, and William some cheerios. I had no idea what he liked to eat, so I'd gone a little overboard at the grocery store earlier in the day. That was ok, though, I'd needed a way to kill time, and it's not like groceries cost a fortune. He had a bite of my ham sandwich too, and all those sharp little teeth surprised me.
Even though he seemed to enjoy the cereal, and my sandwich, he still gave me mistrustful looks. I suppose that I ought to have admitted to myself that it'd take a while for him to warm to me, given he didn't know me from Adam, but it did hurt a little. I pushed that feeling away, though, since I was determined to get to know the little fellow in due time, and be as patient as possible while waiting for him to like me. All in all, I figured he'd be an easier nut to crack than his Mommy.
Once they were both sleeping, I put them in the portable cribs I'd set up in my room. For a second I'd considered putting William in the same room as Scully, but she was in no condition to see to him if he woke up and needed something. Besides, I didn't want to give her any ideas about running off. I knew there was no way off the island, but she'd probably grab him and thrash around outside for a while before coming to that conclusion. The day had already been upsetting enough for him as it was, so I wasn't going to let that be added to it. All I left in her room was bottled water and a bag of organic trail mix I thought she'd like; It'd been too long since she'd eaten too.
It was nice that they both drifted off so quickly. In cribs side by side they looked like peaceful little angels. I can imagine Maggie Scully looking down at Dana and Charlie the same way, since there wasn't much more of an age difference between them. That made me a little bit excited, I liked Maggie, and I was sure that once things worked themselves out she'd love Evie too. Don't all women want granddaughters?
They were being so good that I didn't want to disturb them, but I knew it'd been too long since they'd last eaten, so they needed to be fed immediately. I gave Evie a bottle, and William some cheerios. I had no idea what he liked to eat, so I'd gone a little overboard at the grocery store earlier in the day. That was ok, though, I'd needed a way to kill time, and it's not like groceries cost a fortune. He had a bite of my ham sandwich too, and all those sharp little teeth surprised me.
Even though he seemed to enjoy the cereal, and my sandwich, he still gave me mistrustful looks. I suppose that I ought to have admitted to myself that it'd take a while for him to warm to me, given he didn't know me from Adam, but it did hurt a little. I pushed that feeling away, though, since I was determined to get to know the little fellow in due time, and be as patient as possible while waiting for him to like me. All in all, I figured he'd be an easier nut to crack than his Mommy.
Once they were both sleeping, I put them in the portable cribs I'd set up in my room. For a second I'd considered putting William in the same room as Scully, but she was in no condition to see to him if he woke up and needed something. Besides, I didn't want to give her any ideas about running off. I knew there was no way off the island, but she'd probably grab him and thrash around outside for a while before coming to that conclusion. The day had already been upsetting enough for him as it was, so I wasn't going to let that be added to it. All I left in her room was bottled water and a bag of organic trail mix I thought she'd like; It'd been too long since she'd eaten too.
It was nice that they both drifted off so quickly. In cribs side by side they looked like peaceful little angels. I can imagine Maggie Scully looking down at Dana and Charlie the same way, since there wasn't much more of an age difference between them. That made me a little bit excited, I liked Maggie, and I was sure that once things worked themselves out she'd love Evie too. Don't all women want granddaughters?