ALLISON.

By the time we returned home, I was tired. I barely had time to process everything before Emily greeted us at the door.

“Amaris is already asleep. She spent the entire evening doing a SpongeBob marathon,” she informed me with a small smile.

Wesley clapped his hand.

“I knew she’d grow up loving cartoons. I should’ve bought her that SpongeBob onesie when I had the chance,” he said.

“You still haven’t let that go?” River shook his head.

I smiled at ...