Layla
It's just about time for the grand opening of the daycare, and neither my dad nor Danny are here. "Where are they?" I whispered to myself, getting nervous. I was a little anxious, tapping my foot nervously and hitting my lip as I looked toward the door, hoping that they would come in any moment.
"Layla, we're ready for you, honey." mom says, as she and my sister Karla walk up to me.
Mom had Zoey in her arms. She had helped me dress her in a cute princess dress in a light blush pink color. The dress was long and puffy, just like she liked it. She loved dressing like a princess.
"Ok. Hey...Have you guys seen Danny or dad?" I say as my hormones got the best of me making my stomach flutter from how nervous I was feeling.
"No, sweetie, I'm afraid not." mom answers, holding Zoey's ba
