As soon as George takes us back home, I guide my kids back into my room as Flora statements swirl in my head continuously. What if the stranger guy in the black suit comes from Charlie? Does that mean he has come to find out about me and my sextuplets?
“ Mommy! Gosh, I’m so famished!” Nelly screamed as she dove onto the bed.
I don’t focus on them yet as I think of what to do. I ran my hands into my blond to clearly think of a solution.
“ Mommy! Can you please hear me out?!” Pearl groans, rolling on the bed, and I don’t get what she wants. I’m trying to think of a better way to protect them from Charlie!
“Babies, can you relax a bit? Mommy is busy; she’s brainstorming for a few minutes.” I say it out loud, and the room goes silent like that of a graveyard. I had to stare at them to be s
