Beckham POV
"Beck" Stacey calls out as I place a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in front of Lily. "We're in the kitchen Stacey." When she steps into the kitchen I notice her eyes, don't meet mine. "How are you feeling, Lily bear," she asks, taking a seat next to my daughter. "I feel better auntie Stacey. My belly doesn't hurt anymore" my daughter says in her cute three-year-old voice. "That's good Lily bear. Maybe later when auntie gets back, I'll take you to the park" she says.
"Hey, what happened with the appointment? Are they interested?" She mumbles something, covering her mouth with her hand. "What did you just say, Stacey?" "They took the larger and nicer of the three apartments," she says. "What do you mean they took the apartment? Its only eleven. How were you able to show the
