BryceSo maybe this was just one more impossible thing. I killed the engine outside her driveway and we walked towards the house. She opened the door and stepped in. An older woman was sitting on the couch, reading a children’s book. Miles was curled up beside her.He looked up as we stepped in and his face lit up as soon as he saw her.“Yay!” He scrambled off the couch, leaving his babysitter and running towards her, his small legs hitting against the floor. She dropped to her knees, spreading her arms wide, and caught him, pulling him against herself.I had been thinking of it wrong. It wasn’t just about the child. It was also about Sydney. She looked happy. “Hey, buddy.” She pulled back, grinning. “Were you good for Rosa?”She turned to the older woman who was beaming at both of them. She had olive skin that seemed to shine and her dark hair was held at the top of her head in a high bun.“Very good.” She smiled at them, standing up. “We had dinner, played with blocks, and read stor
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