Chapter 9
Distant murmurs filtered inside Heaven’s old room. She didn’t know who was speaking or what they were saying, but every so often, laughter echoed through the hall. All the emotions she sensed vibrated with happiness.
Over the last week, they’d developed an evening routine with no intent on doing so. Dinner by five. Cleanup right after. Adalyn’s feeding at six-thirty while everyone else gathered in the den.
Well, almost everyone…
As she hovered over the bassinet, the bedroom door came into view. Energy rippled on the other side, the same as anytime she went to feed her daughter. And like those times before, the heat within it beckoned her to the hall.
Though she wanted to give in to the tug, she refocused on Adalyn, placing her in the bassinet. The sudden absence of Heaven’s
