67. Quell

“Quell,” Valentine called out, as Reid turned the quill in his hands. “Quell,” the boy insisted, reaching for the quill in his father’s hands.

As cute as Reid found his son, made cuter by the fact he couldn't actually say quill, he was not going to give the object to his son. He’d made that mistake once before and it had turned into a disaster as the boy had proceeded to attempt to eat the quill which had gotten stuck down his throat. Not to mention the ink poisoning.

No. Reid was not going to go through that nightmare again.