Kylie
She has to be okay, right? Look at her, sitting on the ground playing with her dolls, her sweet little blond curls bouncing every time she turned her head. The moon gooddess wouldn't dare allow her to get sick...right?
"You keep biting your nails like that, you wont have anything left." Jocelyn said from across the room while she stirred whatever it was she was making over the stove.
"I can't help it. We should have heard back by now." I said, continuing to gnaw away.
"No news is good news." She said, coming over next to me and rubbing my back gently.
"Kelsey got her pups test results back already. I got mine back already." I sighed heavily. "We should have gotten Cece's by now."
Several months ago we learned that Kelly was sick with the same genetic disorder that our mother
