Salvatore had just brought Milo home before heading out again with Roderick and Felix.
Milo walked happily toward his room with the bags in his hands. He was more excited to try out the cars.
Milo sat on the floor in his room. He had cleared more space on the floor by pushing the small wardrobe aside. He picked up the car, feeling the smooth plastic and the weight of the batteries inside.
He smiled widely; he was so excited.
He placed the car on the floor impatiently.
He pushed the joystick forward.
The car shot forward and hit the leg of the bed.
Milo pulled it back and tried again, slower this time. He spent the next ten minutes steering it around the desk legs and the shopping bags, learning how much pressure on the joystick was too much.
It was a simple toy. He knew that. But he'd never owned one before, and he was so happy right now.
There was a knock at the door.
"Come in!"
