"But Jasmine Yale was not about to give up and continued, "The little girl is really cute, fair and chubby, and she looks absolutely lovely. She knows how to smile, to make trouble, and to cry."
Sylvan Cheney showed no reaction.
Jasmine Yale went on, "The little girl likes to bite my fingers, and she gets happy whenever she does. She looks a lot like Ann, a real beauty in the making."
"Ann is also very happy. Her favorite thing to do every day is to spend time with Little Candy. Being a mother is truly a joyful thing."
Jasmine Yale chattered on and on, but Sylvan Cheney seemed uninterested and did not respond.
Jasmine Yale couldn't help herself and asked, "I like kids, do you?"
"..."
"Do you like them?"
"I only like my son."
"..." Jasmine Yale rolled her eyes at him.
Sylvan Cheney was well aware of Jasmine Yale's little thoughts.
After so many years together, he could almost read her mind, understand her meaning with just a word or a furrowed brow.