~Sienna~

Ever since Nova has got to know about the triplets, there’s hardly a day she doesn’t come over to the house. Most afternoons, after work at the studio, Nova’s sleek car pulls into the gravel driveway. She doesn't come empty-handed, she brings bags of organic purees, high-end wooden toys, and soft, cotton dresses that probably cost more than my first car.

My mother was wary at first. She’s spent a year being the only gatekeeper to this world, but Nova’s sheer, relentless ...