Not wanting to put off her move, she dragged a reluctant Katy to the apartment. Now she smiled at Katy’s sour face. “Why don’t you take the forks, knives and spoons out of that box and arrange them in the silverware container.” Ever since Mike had spilled the beans about Cyn moving to the apartment, the little girl had been in a perpetual pout. Katy reached into the cardboard box and took out one spoon. “I don’t understand why you have to move up here. What’s wrong with our house?” Rain pounded against the windowpanes in unison with Katy’s protests. Cyn sat on the floor and held out her arms. “Come here.” In a flash, the child plunked herself on Cyn’s lap. “I don’t want you to move out. I love you.” As if to prove her point, Katy hugged her tight around the neck. Cyn inhaled the clean soapy scent of Katy’s hair while she rubbed the small back. “And I love you. Nothing’s going to change.” For a while. “Other than I’ll be sleeping here instead of in the main house.”
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