"Thought of that," Jamie said, holding up a plastic knife and fork. "Bite size burger...bites." He looked at his dad's head bandage, covered in Maddy's doodles, and grinned. "Very nice. And you left some room to draw that zombie."

"Do itttt," Maddy prompted. "Grr. Argh."

"Can't really blame him, though, he gets to eat real food again," Jamie replied.