As Timmy scurried back to his toys Danny pulled free of Pam’s grip and toddled off after the larger man. Rachel and Brian didn’t move though, they were still taking in the occupants of the room. Some of them were kids they recognised from Kindergarten the day before. Now though they were mostly sitting on their butts on the floor or lying on the tummies, playing with silly little toys. Aside from Timmy a couple other boys wore no pants or shorts over their pull-ups. The rest wore shortalls, frilly dresses and other toddler wear. One man was creeping along the carpet on his hands and knees right at their feet. He had a toy horse held with both hands and he was simply banging it on the floor. As they stared down pitifully at him he looked up into their faces, raised the toy in the air and announced, “Go moo! Moo-moo!”
“Aren’t you a smarty,” Rachel commented sarcastically.
Brian brushed Rachel’s arm to get her attention. “What?” she asked quietly, turning to him.