kitchen.
Katie took Liamâs hand. âShe doesnât want her hair cut. She wants to see how far it will grow.â The child looked at Sarah. âBut you can cut mine.â
âThat would be great. Your uncle can call to set up an appointment with whatever works for you two.â
The little girl grinned and took Sarahâs hand, too. Her daughter wouldnât have been much younger than Katie if sheâd lived. Again Sarah fought the emotions threatening to take over. She wasnât going to ruin their evening because she hadnât worked through her grief. Instead sheâd run away from it, but she was discovering that that didnât really work.
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A half hour later, everyone sated, Liam put his napkin on the table. âI have dessert. We can eat it in the den while working on the posters, if you all want.â
Katieâs eyes grew round. âWe can?â
âI thought we couldnât eat in there.â Madison pinched her lips together.
âSo long as you clean up any mess you make, I donât see why not.â He recalled his first month with them and the food heâd found everywhere, some with mold growing on it. That was when heâd put his foot down and restricted eating and drinking outside the kitchen. He was going to try this. Maybe Sarah was right.
Madisonâs solemn expression eased. âIn our bedrooms, too?â
Apparently his brother had let them. The memory of the half-eaten grilled-cheese sandwich under Madisonâs bed with ants crawling on it taunted him. He had second thoughts. He wasnât sure if he should allow them to take food upstairs. âHow about we try downstairs for a month, and if you clean up after yourselves, then Iâll let you also in your bedroom? But again, you have to take care of any mess you make. Okay?â
âYes!â Katie pumped her arm in the air.
âWhat if we donât, or Katie doesnât and I do?â
âThen Katie canât take food or drink out of the kitchen. You can.â Liam slid his gaze to first Madison then Katie before it settled on Sarah. The smile she sent him warmed him. He felt as though heâd taken a step in the right direction.
Madison took the last bite of her meat loaf. âSarah, I want to help with the kittens. I hate seeing them in the shed all day.â
Katie dropped her fork on the plate, the clinking sound echoing in the kitchen. âYou canât let them out. They could get lost. If their mama comes back, they wonât be there.â
Madison glared at her younger sister. âIf you would let me finish, I have a solution. After school we could come down and play with them in the backyard.â
âAnd Gabe,â Katie inserted quickly, receiving another glare for interrupting again.
âI know youâll be tired after working all day, so you need us to care and feed them. Also to play with Gabe,â Madison said in a rush then blew out a large breath.
Sarahâs gaze riveted on Liam. âWhat do you think?â
âWe could, at least the days Iâm home, but I hate to ask Aunt Betty.â
âWe can, canât we, Madison?â Katie asked.
His eldest niece nodded while her teeth dug into her bottom lip, a sign she was nervous, unsure.
Liam wanted to erase Madisonâs worry. She struggled to figure out what she was feeling. âItâll only be for a while until theyâre placed in homes if their owner doesnât come forward first.â
âMaybe a month or less. Iâm okay with it if your uncle is. I know Gabe would love to see you.â Sarah turned her attention to Liam.
This was a chance for him to bond with his nieces. He couldnât pass it up. âIâm all-in. But I donât want you both to become too attached to the kittens. I havenât talked to Aunt Betty about getting a pet yet.â
âWe wonât.â Katie glanced at Madison.
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