“Good morning, Merry Sunshine!” Jan bustled from the toaster to the skillet on the stove, stirring eggs and making toast, her youngest slung over her shoulder. “Did you sleep at all?” Brianna helped herself to coffee and shook her head. “Nothing we can count. I may call Dr. Rajan today to see if I can...
Nana’s House by Georgiana Nelsen (26, timely)
