Chapter 60
Hana sat in the family dining room at the hotel with her son sleeping in Phoenix’s old pram. Her daughter played happily on the rug by the sideboard, putting shapes into a box with matching holes. “You ok, baby?” Hana asked her and Phoenix screwed up her face.
“No, Mama. I not baby now. I big girl.” She smiled beatifically at her mother and Hana felt sadness creep across her heart.
“You’ll always be mine,” she said softly. “Wanna cuddle?”
“In a minute,” Phoenix replied, pushing the shapes into the holes with dexterous fingers. She fitted the final cube into its square hole and sat back on her heels with a look of satisfaction on her pretty face. “Ok nen, Mama,” she said, standing up and tottering over to Hana in a new pair of pink gumboots that her baby brother had allegedly
