‘   CHEERIOS . ‘    the   word   falls   effortlessly   from   lips   as   she  crosses   kitchen  ,  gaze   falling   unto   the   boy  as  lips   curl   upwards .  ‘   but   i   guess  that’s   out   of  the question .  ‘  light   digits   dig   through   fridge   as   she   throws   comments   over   her   shoulder   and   back   at   callum .   ‘   isn’t   this   your   third   morning   here ?  ‘