“His dad isn’t back, right?” I ask once we have eaten, and I sent Corrado to set the stuff up on the table.
 
 “No. Is there a problem?”
 
 “No, not at all. I just don’t want him to worry or anything.” I am a little uneasy. Have I done the wrong thing by inviting him like this?
 
 “I mind him on the nights he is out. He will be back after midnight. It’s nice to see Corrado having fun.” Winona smiles, watching Corrado take the things out of the bag and put them on the table. She is a pretty woman, probably in her mid-twenties, with blonde hair and brown eyes. “Don’t worry. The Alpha may be an intimidating man, but I will tell him Corrado wanted tospend time with you. I’m sure he’ll appreciate it.”
 
 I’m sure he won’t.
 
 “Well, if he doesn’t ask, then we don’t need to mention it,” I suggest lightly, pouring two glasses of milk for Corrado and me. “I’m sorry, I don’t have any tea bags or anything. I don’t drink hot drinks.”
 
 “Oh, it’s fine, I’m not thirsty. The sandwich was rather nice. I will wash up whilst you and Corrado… knit?”
 
 “Not exactly knitting…” I smile, winking at her as I walk over to the table, placing the tray of milk and biscuits down before plopping down. A wave of nausea washes over me, and I take a steady breath before I pick up the stack of fabric squares.
 
 “Okay, so we are going to make dolls, all right?”
 
 “Dolls? I don’t want to make a doll,” He scrunches up his nose, and I chuckle.
 
 “We are going to make cool dolls,” I say, taking up a light blue fabric. “So, we will sew this like this… and stuff it with wool… then we will create two legs…. Feet… look, we even have dark colours; we can make a pirate doll?” I suggest, offering him a cookie.
 
 “Oh, I see! Can we have a robber doll!?”
 
 “Perfect, and I even have black and white striped fabric for the torso!” I wave the fabric square, and he smiles, now a lot more excited…
 
 An hour and many pricked fingers for me later, we are done. There on the table lie two round-bellied cloth dolls. One has a striped body with black legs and feet and a strip across the eyes where we had attached two black buttons. The other has a creamy peach fabric face and arms, with a black body and grey bottoms. I am now drawing some black doodles onto the arms.
 
 “What are you doing, Azura?” He asks, leaning over curiously.
 
 “Oh, I’m giving him tattoos,” I tell him as we both munch on the chocolate chip cookies.
 
 “Oh, like Daddy! He even has blue eyes like Daddy!”
 
 “No, no, it’s not your daddy. It’s just someone I know,” I say, putting the doll aside. I will finish it later.
 
 “Corrado, shall we head to bed now? It’s late.” Winona asks him.
 
 “No, Winnie, five more minutes?”
 
 “It’s bedtime,” she persists gently.
 
 “Six more minutes... okay, then, seven more minutes?” He barters as she continues to shake her head.
 
 “Well, I’m going to sleep now, too, so how about you go to bed?” I offer gently. “We can hang out tomorrow if you are a good boy and go straight to bed?” He seems to ponder it over before nodding.
 
 “Promise?”
 
 “I promise.” It isn’t like I have anything to do whilst I am here.
 
 He stands up, giving me a hug before he runs off, taking hold of Winona’s hand, his robber doll in the other. I smile, getting up and walking them to the door.
 
 “It was nice to meet you, Azura. Thank you for spending some time with him.”
 
 “You, too, Winnie. Nice meeting you.”
 
 She smiles and waves as Corrado gives me a smile. I close the door and go back to finishing off my Leo doll. Now all I need is something that belongs to him, then when it is done, I will staple gun his ass, or better yet, his dick. It will look just like his precious Jacob’s Ladder.
 
 I begin cleaning up the sewing stuff. It is a relief that Winona had cleaned the kitchen for me. Although I had just made sandwiches, I had created quite a mess. I am now gathering up the needles, trying to find the lid of the thread picker.