When Yvonne Lewis and her family of three arrived, no one from the Winslows was home. They rang the doorbell, then knocked.
Hearing the incessant knocking, a woman from the house across the way came out to take a look. "No one's home during the day," she started to explain, sounding displeased. "They're at..."
But when she got a clear look at them, her face instantly broke into a wide smile. "Oh, it's Holly's mom!" she exclaimed in surprise. "When did you get back? I thought you were living abroad."
"Is this your son? He's so well-behaved."
"We got back the day before yesterday," Yvonne Lewis said with a nod. She glanced at the quiet child in Vincent Vance's arms. "Yes, this is my son. Lorne, call her 'auntie'."
Lorne Vance shyly mumbled, "Auntie."
"Such a good boy! Here, let Auntie hold you." The woman reached for him, but Lorne Vance just tightened his grip on Vincent Vance's neck, refusing to be held.
Yvonne Lewis explained, "Lorne is a little shy with strangers."
