As he grew older he became increasingly attached to her.
He followed her with his eyes constantly.
If she moved across the room, his head turned immediately.
If she disappeared behind a bookshelf in Sara's store, concern appeared instantly.
If she returned,
instant happiness.
During lectures he usually sat quietly in her arms.
Watching professors.
Watching students.
Watching sunlight move across old walls.
But mostly...
watching his mother.
Sometimes Professor Thorne would ask a difficult question.
Alankrita would answer.
Raghuveer would stare at her with complete admiration.
As though he personally had expected nothing less.