Zoe was in the kitchen getting a cup of coffee for Silver, when a happy gurgle behind her caught her attention. She’d left Keira in the far corner, playing with her toys, and this sound was much closer than that. Zoe turned.
“Hey, sweet thing, are you sneaking up –” She froze when she saw Keira walking – on toddly, wobbly little legs, to be sure – but still… walking. “Oh, my God! Keira…”
The baby smiled, paused, wavered as she fought to find her balance, and then carried on around the sofa, determined.
“Zoe?” Silver appeared in the bathroom door, his blond hair wilder than ever and holding a wrench, looking concerned. “What’s up with Keira? Is she OK?”
“C’mere, Silver!” Zoe gestured him over, pointed. “You won’t believe it.”
Silver approached, glanced around the living room corner, a
