Juniper looked up with a clump of granola in her cheek as Cam broke the quiet. She made an 'ooh' noise, interested in both the component and the fact that his father wore a kilt. It was wild to the young girl that grown men--men who were straight anyway--still wore anything but trousers, but she'd never been outside the US and had only recently visited elsewhere beyond the East coast.
“Cool!” she said, rummaging around in the pack of granola. “Is the whiskey your dad's too?”
“Cool!” she said, rummaging around in the pack of granola. “Is the whiskey your dad's too?”