RED LABEL
"Thank you."
He studied her upturned face, taking in the absolute, innocent earnestness of her tear-streaked cheeks. "You're welcome."
Then she beckoned him to lean closer. He did. And she whispered. "Since you want it to be a secret, I promise not to tell Mommy about the ninja woman."
Rosie was referring to Storm-Eye. She stuck out her pinky promise finger. Nobody stuck out his. And they locked them in a sealed promise gesture.
"Let's keep it that way, Rosie," Nobody said, moved by her smartness.