Seeing how exhausted she was, Sophia stood and took Kat upstairs laying her in gabes bed and kissing her cheek before putting a pillow beside her to make sure she wouldn’t roll off the bed. She smiled then started back towards the stairs but couldn’t find them. “Shit,” she whispered moving silently throughout the upstairs.
“You shouldn’t say that word sweetheart,” Nathaniel said. “It’s not a nice word”
“Well I’m weird and you like me right? So believe in the wives tales”
“She’s right,” He turned to where Sophia had been sitting. “…Not right there. Maybe she went upstairs, I don’t know. Let’s go find her.” He led Anne Marie upstairs, looking around. “Sophia?”
“I like that word,” Amelie crossed her arms. “My daddy says it a lot.”
“But. I need proof.”
“I’m going across the hall to change, hurry up,” He threw his bag over his shoulder, then grabbed a pair of boots out of...
“Well I don’t. But fine. Leave me to change”