It's been over a month since they returned to the school and their boathouse, and Rogue has yet to put together a proper shopping list. She's checking all the toiletries when her sudden shriek brings the pitter patter of running feet and cries of "Mama! You okay?" 

Rogue sits there, laughing and crying, and pulls Becca with her worried face and Liv with his sweet hugs into her lap. She holds them close and reassures them. "Mama's just fine." 

But she stares at the unopened pink box she should have completely emptied by now and can barely believe it's full.