He shook off the ambivalence. “Wider.”
Liam obeyed and Frank tossed a cookie bit right into his mouth.
“Yay!”
Liam barked out a laugh akin to the animal he imitated. It was a wonderful sound that continued, even as he chewed.
“Try me. Try me,” Frank said. He opened wide, but the flung cookie chunk flew several feet to the right of him. “Tomorrow I’ll bring over a baseball,” he declared. “We’ll work on throwing. Your turn again.”
Liam tried to stop laughing long enough hold his mouth open for another try. He couldn’t quite do it.
“Okay, okay. Enough of that. How about a drink?” Frank poured some milk from his glass into the saucer his cookie had sat upon. “Fresh, cold, delicious…kitty-cat style.” He bent over and lapped at the drink with his tongue, and that made Liam giggle more.
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