Taya still didn’t speak, and George didn’t force her, but in the following days, he often came to visit her with Grace in his arms.

During the day, Grace would lie in front of Taya’s bed, poking her face with her chubby little fingers.

“Aunt Taya, you look like the doll my daddy bought for me. She is just like you, she looks pretty, but she can’t speak…”

Only Go d knew how George managed to persuade Grace from calling Taya mommy to calling her Aunt Taya.

The sound of the word ...