JJ
By the time Benny finally came home from the hospital, Millie had rearranged half his living room.
Not intentionally.
At least I didn’t think it was intentional.
Her stuffed rabbit had claimed one end of the couch, two coloring books covered the coffee table, and a pink plastic cup sat beside Benny’s remote like it had always belonged there. Sable had brought over clothes for her, Hannah had somehow produced an entire bag of art supplies, and Charlie had contributed enough snacks to ensure Millie would never willingly leave Benny’s house again.
The house had changed in other ways too.
There was a night-light plugged into the hallway because Millie didn’t like waking up somewhere unfamiliar in the dark. A folded blanket stayed beside me because she usually ended up curled against m
