*Molly*
I can’t sleep. I insisted the kids sleep between us. After everything that happened yesterday, I couldn’t bear the thought of them being away from us for any amount of time before we rush off into danger. Unfortunately, they’ve been tossing and turning for the past two hours.
Tyler wakes to feed again, and I hold him close, letting him latch. He doesn’t have magic but is no less remarkable than his siblings. Why can’t I see that in myself?
He passes out as soon as he’s done, milk drool dripping down his cheek. Smiling, I carefully lift him and take him to his crib before moving the twins as well. Mom comes out, a look of relief on her face.
“Sorry,” she tells me as she ties her robe around her. “I heard a noise. I’m just a little jumpy now.”
I nod, understanding her c
