Angela went about dusting the counter table in the main lounge. She couldn't help but hum as her mind registered each of her actions as a tune. She loved music, couldn't get much of it. She loved spending time with Sarah whenever she was watching the telly and made sure she timed her chores in that appropriate time frame. She didn't know what it was about herself, but music blaring from speakers, in movies, even cartoons ... it brought such a smile on her face. In her moment of self gathering she does not realize that young Master James was standing right behind her. It was only when she heard a bit of a shuffle, she turns to face him.<br/><br/>"Oh! Young Master James! How are you today, kind Sir?" The smile radiated on her face as the first thing that entered her mind was to see if he needed help with anything, was he carrying his school bag? Could she assist him in any manner? The kids were her life and after spending such a long time with them it was safe to say she developed a longing for them that only comes after so many years of nurturing. 'But he is not young anymore, Angela ... he's a grown ... man,' her mind disrupted to which she faintly smiled. It doesn't matter, true the bigger the get, the more demanding they become. But not these kids, and besides, if there are any demands by them, she's always done her best to fulfill them, has she not? She looks at James, smiling to welcome him.