My lips curled in a smile as I calmly nodded my head. "If that’s your choice, I am happy to help. I can bathe you myself."

Her cheeks flushed with anger and embarrassment, but I didn’t wait for her response. I walked out of the bathroom and closed the door behind me. I looked around her room, and it was still the same as a few years ago. Walking to the table drawer, I picked up her childhood picture. It was when she first went to preschool with her parents. She looked bubbly with big blue ...