Frank held a spoon of porridge in front of Amy's mouth, he smiled kindly. "Don't worry Amy, your mother will be home soon... She must have been caught up on the task i told her to."
Amy didn't move, he just stared out of the window as usual, before finally looking at Frank. "The sky is nice and clear today..."
Frank's eyes widened, before he dropped the spoon and he hugged Amy, crying joyfully. "Amy, thank god! Wait until your mother sees!"