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I spend most of Monday doing stuff with Lilly while Dominic has more physical therapy. Katherine keeps stopping by to check on Lilly, and each time she does, she reminds me that Lilly can play by herself. She almost seems angry that I’m playing with her daughter. I have no idea why. You’d think she’d be happy about it. I don’t get Katherine at all. The next morning, I woke up at 5 a.m. and couldn’t get back to sleep. I’m really thirsty, so I decide to sneak down to the kitchen to get a drink. As I was tiptoeing down the long hallway, I heard Mr. and Mrs. Kensington talking in their room. It sounds like they’re arguing. I know I shouldn’t, but I walk quietly to the end of the hall where their room is and listen. “If you’d never brought her here we wouldn’t have this problem.” Katherine’s