Happy Readings! The sound of the grandfather clock ticking tick loudly through the living room. In an instant, Joycelyn and Annika charged after her. Joycelyn was the first to get to Susan. I expected it to be a hair-pulling match, but I was wrong. Joycelyn’s fist connected painfully against Susan’s nose. Annika threw wild hands at Susan’s thigh as she screamed at the top of her lungs. I quickly snapped out of it and went to take Annika away. I called out to my father, Julian, and tossed Annika at him. It was like she forgot she was upset as she giggled adorably and asked us to do it again. Then, I wrapped my arms around Joycelyn and lifted her away. However, Joycelyn gripped Susan’s hair and pulled her along. I squeezed Joycelyn a little tighter, causing her to release her grip. I shou

