REBECCA
“Baby cousin!” Jim and Violet shouted as they burst into the house like two tornados. “Hi Aunt Jenny!”
“Hi, kids!” she greeted them with a beaming smile. The little ones flew into her arms, then rushed over to greet Reed, who was crawling after Moses.
I smiled, watching them go and play with their cousin and watching my nephew's little face light up as he saw them: those three had become inseparable in a matter of a couple of weeks, and watching them interact and be so happy together was truly heartwarming.
It certainly helped distracting me from all that was going on, both out and into my home.
“Slow down, you two,” I cautioned, dropping their backpacks at the entrance before Reiner noticed I’d carried any "weights." Lately, that man had become absolutely overbearing.
Had
