Chapter 4
“Hey! Give me that,” Lacey demanded as she carefully tried to free the chunk of her hair held tightly in her niece’s fist.
Holly giggled and yanked a little harder. At the sound of a muffled laugh, Lacey glanced over her shoulder to see her sister Marley laughing where she stood by the kitchen counter. “I’m sure she does this all day to you, so feel free to laugh,” Lacey replied wryly as she gently wiggled her finger into Holly’s hand. Holly slowly released her hair and clutched the collar of her jacket instead. At ten months old, Holly was a bundle of motion and curiosity. Lacey had spent most of her life convinced children weren’t for her and then along came her absolutely adorable niece. Lacey reached above her head and slowly lifted Holly off of her shoulders to bring her t
