Chapter 18I carefully moved away from Spencer on the mattress and stood. He was finally asleep, down for a nap. He’d throw a few major tantrums in the last hour, and I’d been a little overwhelmed, but had managed to appease him. Man, toddlers were rough business. I hadn’t been this stressed out since Split’s opening night.
On the mattress, Esco lifted his head, watching me with curious eyes. Then he rested his head on Spencer’s chubby little legs again and closed his eyes. That dog adored my son. He was gentle and patient with Spencer, showing no signs of jealousy or aggressiveness. Of course, I’d been wary at first, and so had Mona, reasonably so, but after she’d spent a few hours in my loft with the baby and Esco, she’d agreed on letting me keep the dog, as long as I never left him alon
