Chapter 32Thomas
I woke up before the girls and decided to cook them breakfast again. Pancakes sizzled on the griddle while sausage cooked in the pan. I squeezed some fresh orange juice for us all before I looked over at the clock. It was almost ten, and I still didn’t hear a peep from either of them, so I placed breakfast on the table before I went to go peek into Lacey’s room.
Just as I was walking down the hallway, Lacey came tumbling out, and the smile on her face told me something had just happened. Bridget slinked out, nose deep in her phone, and I picked up Lacey in my arms just as I approached her.
“What are you up to?” I asked.
“Looking at homes…” Bridget trailed off.
“Tell him! Tell him! Tell him!” Lacey chanted.
“Tell me what?” I asked.
“Well, something you said yesterday
