CHAPTER 84
NAOMI
Addie smiled wide at me from my living room at her baby shower. “Naomi, you did not!”
She pulled one of our old rocking chairs from the big box I had wrapped for her. The wood was dirty, and it wasn’t in the best condition, but it had been a gift from Mom and Dad when we were just children—before things got bad.
She hobbled over to me, cradling her huge baby bump, and pulled me into a side hug. Tears welled up in her eyes. “Where did you find this?”
I shrugged my shoulders and looked over at the twins. “We did some searching.”
Ryan stood next to Oliver, cleared his throat, and handed her a small gift. “Mine next.”
Addie sat down and tore open the present. She held up a small onesie that said, I get all the chicks.
I rolled my eyes at Ryan and shook my head.
