Chapter Thirty-five

“Penny,” Margo began gently. 

“Yeah?” She asked nervously. 

“Why don’t you hold her?” Margo whispered. 

“I-i don’t know… What if she cries or I-i drop her?” Penny began nervously wringing her hands. 

“Everything will be fine. Maribell and I are here with you.” Margo assured her. 

“O-okay. If you think I can.” She sighed and shook out her arms. 

“We know you can.” Maribell responded, nodding  her head. 

Margo passed her the tiny little bundle and Maribel helped her hold her the right way. Penny peered down into the eyes of the tiny little girl in her arms. Emerald green eyes stared back at