“It’s late,” Lucas says after Isabela has been in my room playing for the past hour. “We’ve had a long day, I think it would be a good idea to let Miss Mandy get some rest now. And you, Miss Isabela, need to go take a bath and get to bed. Mother might be upset to know you’re still up.”

Isabela whines a bit and wraps her arms around one of mine. I yawn and feel the exhaustion setting in. Isabela must notice it in my eyes because she reluctantly agrees to leave. She gives ...