With Socks the toy giraffe stuffed between his legs, John was content to let Darcy use his coloring books. She wasn’t good as Steve, but he still liked her work. He had only gotten halfway through one drawing, wanting to take his time with it. The book had been pushed over to Darcy as he took a snack break.
“Blue,” he said, leaning forward and pointing to tiger’s stripes. He wasn’t sure if his opinion was wanted, but he gave it anyway. John sat back down and ate another grape, briefly glancing at the cartoon on the TV. It wasn’t anything interesting, so he decided to get his entertainment from watching Darcy color. He took mental notes on how she worked, looking to improve his own.