Aaron Sinclair smiled at a little girl one of the mothers was holding. "She's quite cute," he said. 'If I had a little sister, she'd be beautiful.'
With that thought, he looked over at his parents with a hopeful expression. 'I wonder when Mom and Dad will give me a little sister.'
Celeste Grant glanced at her son. "Sweetheart, what's with that strange look on your face?"
"Hehe, Mom..." Aaron Sinclair sidled up to Celeste Grant and whispered, "When are you and Dad going to give me a little sister? I'm not picky. One or two would be fine."
Celeste Grant couldn't help but laugh. 'He's really obsessed with having a little sister.' Even without his past memories, her son was still fixated on the idea. But his wish for a sister had already come true long ago.
