PRISCILLA'S POV

I was setting the table when the timer I'd set for the pizza started ringing. I rushed to the kitchen and turned off the oven, a little tired from all the running around I'd done that day.

“Mom, is he coming today?” Avery signed to me and I signed back answer.

“Yes baby.”

She smiled, a huge smile, and rushed to where her brother was cleaning their playroom.

I sighed and started on the dirty dishes I hadn't been able to wash before. After I'd embarrassingly broken ...