At Aaron's response, Amy just stared, as if unable to comprehend that. There were a few nice people in the town-her boss for one, but Amy knew even he was distant and thought she was 'sinful'. To have this offer, to have this kindness, just given...it overwhelmed her, and tears stung her eyes. She bowed her head, burying her face in her sons hair, as she shook sloghtly with tears. 

It didn't take her long to compose herself, and she took the offered paper, [color=f49ac2]"thank you"[/color] she said softly, managing to smile at Alver's joke. She kissed the top of jackson's head, and he squirmed, looking up at her.

[color=ec008c]"My mother...she thinks I should just meekly go about my life, or move to another town. She lied, coming here. She said my father died, leaving her a widower. Truth was, I don't think he was wver apart of the picture. I don't want to live a lie. This town...it amazes me that the people can do anything. It amazed me that they can preach, when their children are little demons who throw food at perfectly nice people all because of appearances." [/color] she looked at the others, [color=ec008c]"I would be glad, to have you all in my life, in my sons life. He needs role models, other then me. Thank you"[/color] 

She gave Aaron a smile, and looked up at the sky when Alver said about it getting late. She was glad she had made Jackson nap. But she knew soon he would simple crash and need to sleep. Still...surely they could go on one more ride. 

[color=ec008c]"I should get Jackson home soon. But one more ride would be good"[/color] she said, jackson clapping his hands [color=6ecff6]"tea cups! Tea cups!" [/color] he said eagerly, with all the enthusiasm a child could muster.