Serenity followed them out of the house. She shouted after Sonny’s shrinking silhouette, “Sonny, don’t run so fast. Be careful not to fall.”

“Aunt Ser, I won’t fall. I’ll go now.”

Carrying a large bag of toys, Sonny ran off with a group of kids.

Their voices echoed back from a distance.

Serenity turned to Zachary, who had followed her outside, and said, “This kid is so outgoing. He gets along with everyone.”

“Isn’t that a good thing? If he couldn’t and clung to adults all the time, we’d al