The boy shook and snow crystals danced to the floor. "I was freezing out there, so I came in. The nice lady told me you were in here," his bright blue eyes wandered around the room, taking everything in. Vic placed her hands on his shoulders, somewhat protectively. "Is this where I'm going to live?" The boy asked, looking directly at Mitch.

"My name's Ronnie, what's your name?" Ronnie held out a hand, he placed his small one in hers, shook once, and said, "Wyatt Morgan and I'm five ...