“Would you like to play a game with me?” Piper asked the youngest girl.
“Play! Yes.”
“Good. Let’s see if we can get your sisters out of that room to have some fun.”
“Vi-Vi mean,” Lilly pouted.
“No, she’s not mean. She’s just not used to me being here. How about you help me get her to be friends with me? Can you do that?”
“Yes. Friend.”
“Good. You’re a smart little sugar plum, you know that?”
The little girl smiled as bright as day. “Lilly smart.”
“You sure are.”
Lifting the three-year-old on her hip, Piper took her into the living room to play kids’ pop songs from her laptop that she plugged in to sync with the home sound system. Piper always heard the music blaring from the house playing Metallica or Ozzy, but today it was going to be kid-friendly music with lots of fun and
