It was a joy to watch the amusement of Mr. Prewett's face as he listened, the quirk of his lips and the bright light to his eyes as he watched her. Then there was the warmth of his laugh that Malou realized she had been hoping for when she told him about the boy. Her stomach seemed to leap at the sound and she couldn't help a echoing smile on her lips. "He did." She agreed, and she couldn't find the heart in her to be disapproving any more. "No, I doubt not." She knew Fallon wouldn't have let it down had she done something so foolish.

Behind them the strains of the next song began drawing Malou's attention for a moment as music always did, her head tilted slightly as she tried to identify the music. It was a waltz... the Blue Danube if she wasn't mistaken - her favorite. For a moment she remembered hearing it with her parents a life time ago. Both the music and Mr. Prewett's presence called to her. Had it been last year Malou would have paid no mind to simply listening to the music, but this year .... well it was different. At least she didn't think Mr. Prewett would judge her too harshly for her lack of attention, he was only too well aware of her love of music.