CHAPTER 29
“Come on, Kitty. Just another two sips, ok? Two sips and we can be done.”
Susannah wiped her forehead. It was thirty-one degrees outside, but her pits were slimy with sweat.
She raised the formula bottle to her sister’s lips. “Just a little more. You can do it.”
Kitty made a move like she was about to gag.
“None of that now.” Susannah sounded sterner than she intended. She wiped some of the dribbled formula off her sister’s chin, trying to maintain a gentle touch that would conceal her impatience and irritation.
God, I know that in the grand scheme of things it really shouldn’t matter whether it takes her ten minutes or an hour to drink this bottle, but can you please help her get through it a little faster?
The worst part was that Susannah’s hurry was completely unfounde
