“He’s moving next door?” she asked excitedly.
“He is. And I bet if you ask him, he’ll let you decorate a bedroom any way you want for your very own room at his house.”
Lisa jumped off her lap and turned to look at her. “Do you think we could call him now and ask him?”
Carol hid a smile. “Well, we could, but why don’t you just wait until he comes over?”
“But mom, I can’t wait all night for something that important. Can’t we call him right now?”
“He’s on his way over to sit with you, baby girl. I have to go to work for a little while.” Carol stood and put her hand on her daughter’s head. “You can stay up while he’s here, but when he tells you to go to bed, you have to listen.”
“Oh, okay. I will.” Lisa did a quick pirouette just as the doorbell rang. “I’ll get it!” she cried, then took
