“No angel.” I sigh, cuddling him a bit closer. He leans his cheek against my shoulder, sniffling softly. “Did you used to nap with your Mommy?” I ask. “Do you not like them anymore because she isn’t here to snuggle with you?”
He nods pitifully, and I rub his back. I catch Isabel watching us with a look of abject despair, but she covers it quickly, turning away. “Well I’ll tell you what. I know I’m not as good as your Mommy, but I’ll nap with you if you want?”
He nods again, and I give him a squeeze, trying to pour all the love in my heart into his small body. I feel a tug on my dress, and I look down to find another pup hovering at my side. This one is a little girl around four, and she’s looking up at me like she’s not sure if I’m real. “Can I naps with you too?” She asks shyly, “I have
