We have been sitting on the floor by the bed with cookies, ice creams, chocolates, and toys. No points for guessing why. Ana is under the bed from the past 3 hours and refusing to come out. We have tried everything to get her to come out. Needless to point out nothing is working.
"Ana.. Really.. We are getting tired here. Just come out already! You think daddies cannot throw away the bed and pull you out?" Carol says partly exhausted and partly amused, sitting on my lap.
I slap her thigh and narrow my eyes. She shrugs. Grey smiles. She has gotten back to her normal self after telling me everything. She knows her daddies will take care of her and she has nothing to worry about.
Grey went to Davey and he told Grey everything. We had asked Ron but never thought about asking Davey what was
