[Watching Joshua discover simple little things like this is about as close to unspoiled joy as Clive ever gets. He could pull up a chair and watch his little brother do this all day, and he intends to soak up every minute of it he can, knowing the surprise will fade in the coming weeks, when Joshua is just as prone to complaining about the wait for a car or the slowness of the communication devices as the rest of them. Such wonders. Clive has half a mind to make toast tonight just to make Joshua jump when it pops.]
I had some of Jill's, once. You enjoy that one, every bit of it is yours.
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I had some of Jill's, once. You enjoy that one, every bit of it is yours.
[He takes a swig of his coffee.]
There are teas that taste like candy, too.