CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTEENBy the time Katelyn, Avery and Kevin left his parent’s house, the sky had grown dark. Kevin chose to go with Katelyn in her car and Katelyn didn’t mind at all. Avery had talked herself into exhaustion. Barely ten minutes into the drive home, her small voice became quieter. Then quieter still. Eventually, silence. Kevin glanced into the rearview mirror."She's asleep." He spoke softly, careful not to wake her.Katelyn turned. Avery's head rested against the car seat, one tiny hand still loosely clutching the stuffed rabbit Margaret had insisted she take home. It was one of the man gifts that Margaret and her husband, Clinton had given to the little girl. The gifts filled up Katelyn’s car trunk like both parents have been waiting for the day when they would have to give their grandchildren things like that.“I told you that they will spoil her rotten, didn’t I?” Kevin had said as Katelyn watched, stunned, when the butler who worked for the Bennetts sudde
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