Baby's Daddy
It was an art.
"Hello," she said back in greeting, wishing she had the strength to stand up, so as not to seem rude.
"Can I sit?" the lady said, already lowering herself and the baby into the seat just to her right.
"By all means," Kiersey said anyways, glad for the new company. The little girl was still seated up front, fully absorbed in her phone.
"Kizza," she said. "I'm Kizza." She bounced the baby on her knee, earning a delightful snort from her. "And this is Baby."