Feisty foster.
"Mr. Hamilton!!!", Foster screamed into the phone, forcing Skip to hurriedly take the phone away from his ear,confused by the man's ill placed enthusiasm.
His excitement was confusing to Skip who groaned aloud as he returned the phone to his ear,he had no choice.
He needed something from Foster so he would have to put up with the man's overly enthusiastic for no obvious reasons attitude.
He wondered if Violet would ever know that he had to discuss again with Foster because he wanted her to get the cakes and sweets she had loved so much.
He imagined her smiling and hugging him fiercely when she saw that he had brought the cake that she liked and he in turn smiled before looking around to make sure Gray had not just been watching him smile at nothing in particular.
