YVONNE —
Finally, it was morning, the day for the celebration to which I was invited by Elder Melchizedek's wife—the celebration of recovery and also an appreciation for how I saved their lives.
I had finished dressing and picked up my handbag to leave.
Walking out of the room, I saw my kids playing with Emily, their new nanny, who I hired to babysit them while I went to the event to which I was invited, and a smile crept onto my lips.
Seeing how relaxed they were with her and were discussing made me feel relaxed that I had found the perfect replica of Amanda. It had not even been a day since I got her, and she had managed to make them feel secure and relaxed being with her.
"Mommy, are you visiting the city?" Amelia asked me, and her face epitomized worry.
I smiled slightly and wen
