Chapter 30
The next few days passed in a blur. Phoenix’s separation anxiety lessened, allowing Hana to process the swirling emotions hidden in her heart. The darkness in Laval’s eyes disturbed her sleep and many times a night she woke crying and struggling against Logan’s attempts to comfort her. A numbness tainted her ability to describe the events of the previous days and she gave up trying. Leslie provided an endless source of help and the child tolerated her smothering attentions with passivity.
“A couple of months old and already in charge. You take after your father,” Tama joked, lifting Phoenix above his head and squinting up at her. She grinned and kicked her legs.
“Watch she doesn’t puke,” Hana warned. “I just fed her.”
Leslie chuckled, placing a measuring jug on the table as
