"Ah, well. That's good. Perhaps my wife will give you a call then. If you leave your name, I'll mention you to her." Myles responded. He glanced down at the young boy who was stirring. It made him think of how much he and Tracy spent trying to have their own child. Six long years and still no luck. Myles frowned slightly as he thought about how he was set to throw in the towel. If they didn't have one by now, maybe it wasn't meant to be. He knew it was selfish but a part of him was glad that they didn't have any of their own. Their life would change and he wasn't sure he was ready for that. As quickly as the frown appeared, it was replaced by a grin. "Let's head in then! I got a couple extra oranges if your son would like one."