C50 CHAPTER 49

“I don’t want to wear that.” Sophia gives me pre-schooler side-eye, then runs across the room toward her toys. I sit back on my heels, the dress clutched in my hands, and wish for caffeine. I offered to take my half sister to daycare today before starting on my work, but it’s proving harder than expected. I scan her room, looking at the white furniture, the rainbow bedspread