"Huh... I think my mom's eyes just moved."
The boy who had been squatting by the bed stood up. Bracing his hands on the edge of the mattress, he leaned in to stare at the person lying there. He muttered something that sounded both surprised and questioning.
At that same moment, Celeste Grant opened her eyes, only to find a young boy staring right at her. Their eyes met, and they just stared at each other, wide-eyed.
Perhaps seeing her awake startled him, because he froze for a second before snapping upright.
Celeste Grant was a little dazed. 'Whose kid is this? He looks a little familiar...'
She sat up, swung her legs over the side of the bed, and saw the boy standing there bend down to get her shoes.
"Thank you."
She said casually as she slipped them on.
'So polite!'
As she thought this, she took a closer look at him.
