STEPHENAmelia was in our bed as usual.Jumping off the edge.I groaned, and Jessie nudged my side.“She is your daughter; take care of her.”My eyes shot open, and I looked at her. Her eyes were closed, and she still looked peaceful, as if our daughter were not actively trying to murder herself.I kissed the side of her head, and her lips stretched into a small smile.I sat up in bed, and Amelia moved until she was in my arms. She was still jumping up and down excitedly.How did she have such energy so early in the morning?“Daddy, Daddy,” she said excitedly, pushing the stuffed penguin in my face. “Mr Toose says hi.”“Hi,” I waved at the stuffed animal and tried to push it away, but she held it firm. Why did she have such a nice grip?“What are you doing awake?” I asked, and she tilted her head with a pout.“Nanny Rose woke me,” she exclaimed, her voice louder than it should have been.I ruffled her hair and got off the bed.In a split second, she was already sitting on a heavily pr
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