June 22nd excerpt:
Dean shook his head ruefully, unable to resist reaching over to pluck the kid up, sitting him down on the book instead of huddling next to it. It happened so quickly that the little guy hardly had time to kick his tiny legs in alarm. “Sit,” Dean said dryly, pushing the mini-sandwich into his arms. “And eat. Sam, if he’s thirsty give him some water. He looks like he hasn’t eaten for a few days.”