"Hi, I was hoping to see Emmett," Evelyn greeted, coming in. She'd called as soon as we came home and asked for my address.
"Of course," I closed the door. "He's a little...cranky today," I said quietly, leading her to Emmett's room. "He's probably sleeping or something," I knocked once on the door and opened it.
Emmett was laying on the bean bag, curled up, his eyes wide open. He had a pacifier in his mouth. When he saw us, he smiled and sat up, taking it out.
"Evelyn," I was happy that he got to smile, even if it's just for a second.
"Hi Emmett," Evelyn walked over to where he was. He sat up and let her sit next to him. "Do I get a hug?" She smiled at him. Emmett nodded eagerly and flung his arms around her, hugging. "Oh thank you," they pulled apart after a moment. "You have a rea
