Chapter 34
They pushed Elizabeth in her pram around Otepuni Gardens in Invercargill. Logan did most of the pushing and Hana retrieved the things Beth threw out. “She likes how your head pops up by her face,” Logan said. “Can’t you just do the popping up and down and then she might not keep throwing her stuff in the mud?” Hana popped up again with a muddy teddy and grimaced at Beth. The child’s face creased into a paroxysm of giggles.
Hana collapsed onto a nearby bench, feeling exhausted. Logan joined her. He fumbled with the brake on the pram and then hooked his foot around the wheel just to be sure. Laying back against the wooden struts, he put his arm around Hana. “Why do they cry so much?” he asked.
Hana shrugged. “Are we talking about the babies, or Izzie and Marcus?”
“Both!” Logan
