April 6th excerpt:
The way Sam reclined in the pocket put him close to Jacob’s eye level. He was so casual about it, accustomed to all the motions and sensations that came with being in someone’s pocket. After a year back with Dean, Sam had acquired a certain expertise traveling in pockets or on a shoulder. Not to mention the number of times he’d wound up saving Jacob or Dean’s asses in a hunt one way or another. He’d really just blown past his size. If that wasn’t encouraging, Jacob wasn’t sure what would be.
Brothers Apart 