September 3rd excerpt:
When Oscar was finished with his bag, Dean reached a hand forward and nudged the side of the tiny bag with a curious finger, wondering what else Oscar might have in there. He couldn’t imagine the kid could fit too much stuff in there.
Oscar flinched, let out a squeak of surprise and clutched his bag close, looking up at Dean with reddening cheeks. If he’d known he was being watched, he might not have put the food in his bag. Luckily for him, Dean didn’t look annoyed or angry with him for taking food. He had a more inquisitive expression and his focus on the little cloth bag.