Ford had got home early and snuck in quietly, knowing the girls were settling down to a nap. Standing in the entryway, he just watched his daughter being content and listening to the story that she was being read. Piper seemed to be so comfortable being with them, and it warmed his heart that the girls were seaming to do well with her. So, maybe it would work out.
He wanted to grab them up and hug the dickens out of his little darlings, but Piper had been texting him updates of their day and knew they needed a nap. He sat hidden from view, listening to the conversation that was in the next room. Beverly had already told him about the comments Violet had made when she arrived. The idea that Naomi had made the girls think poorly of his new assistant made him feel even worse about the way he
