"She's probably right," admitted Handy, resting his chin on his free hand and staring off into the distance. "I broke the chair in my room yesterday morning. Wonder how long it is before she finds out."

He flashed another grin at Rose. He was glad she was in a good mood now, even if she did seem to be holding back - but holding back was what both of them had been doing since he'd come to live with the Tylers, and this was better than that had been.