"Uncle..." Mikey, curled up on the bean bag and rubbed his tummy after dinner while speaking softly, "Don't be jealous anymore. Sophia said Mr. Harris is just a guest, but you're her own person."

Derek frowned and stared at me. "Really?"

I didn't bother to respond.

"It's true, he heard it just now too," Mikey chirped and then tugged at Derek's clothes while speaking like a little adult. "Uncle, do you know why my dad got divorced?"

Derek asked in reply, "Isn't it ...