"Good work today, Super Daria." Savy gave Daria"s cape a shake. The piece of cloth was filthy. But Savy knew better than to secret it away for a wash while the girl was still awake. She"d have to sneak back in the middle of the night to run it through the wash. And just like always, when the kid woke up, she"d believe her pristine cape came to her by way of magic.
"That"s a pretty lame superhero name, Ms. Savy," said Daria. "For one, it reveals my secret identity."
"Ah, good point." Savy came and sat on the edge of the bed. The quilt was hand sewn, likely the work of Tessa Matthews. Charlie had shown Savy the quilt his foster mother had made for him when he"d first come to Flying Cross Ranch. She"d made each of her boys one to keep him warm at night.
"You can give me a hug if you want,"
