Evelyn placed her hand over her heart and cleared her throat gently. "Welcome, my dear children. I am glad to see each and every one of you in good health."
Serena's eyes wandered as she looked at the people. Most of them had their eyes on the old woman, a few were elsewhere, conversing, looking at someone beside them, or zoning out.
Her gaze eventually found a small figure tucked near the end of a bench, a little girl with auburn hair, nearly brown, who stared straight at her with wide, unblinking eyes. Serena blinked slowly herself, then a small smile spread across her face.
"What are you smiling at?" Darius asked in a hushed tone, eyes still on his Nana, though his peripheral attention never quite left Serena.
"Oh, there is a little girl looking at me," came the reply.
Darius glanced briefly to see a bug-eyed child who looked like she might just fall out of her seat at a moment's notice. He returned his gaze to Nana and remained silent for a few moments.
