Chapter 3
Risa walked into the kitchen at Trey and Emma’s house. Her knees almost gave out when a small body hurtled against her legs from behind. “Aunt Risa!”
She leaned down, meeting her nephew’s eyes upside down. “Hey Stu, what’s up?” she asked with a grin.
Stuart, her favorite and only nephew, giggled and released her legs. She grabbed him, lifting him for a hug. “You’re getting so big! I can barely pick you up anymore!”
Stuart wiggled, and she set him down, ruffling his brown hair, which had tufts sticking up all over. He grinned at her with those eyes, so like her brother’s, soft brown with gold flecks. He quickly turned away and ran to the kitchen table, sliding into a chair.
“Mom’s in the shower. I’m ‘sposed to tell you there’s coffee ready.”
Risa had already made it to the k
