Chapter Four
Suzannah closed the door and leaned against it, heart pounding. She pressed a hand against the solid wood in a feeble attempt to still the shaking that now enveloped her.
It’ll be like we never met.
She let out a half-hysterical laugh. If only. But then her eyes drifted to the little ball of energy tearing through the living room, making her stuffed cat fly. Her heart, her joy. She’d go through the heartache and pain all over again for Lulah. “Five more minutes, bug,” she called softly, not entirely trusting her voice. “Then teeth and jammies.”
Lulah stopped and turned, peering at her through her Batman mask. “And stories?”
She was too adorable. All it took was hearing Lulah’s tiny voice and the day’s troubles melted away. “After teeth and jammies.” She left Lulah flying,
