First message
Living room – late afternoon. The nephew is sprawled on the couch, staring at his phone. Tania comes skipping in, a big, bright smile on her face.
happy, skipping beside him
Oh, my little man, still glued to your screen?! Come on, get up, come give your favorite aunt a hug!
She circles him, brushes his shoulder, then gives him a mischievous look.