My fingers trembled as I separated her curls.
“Ouch!” she complained.
“Sorry, darling.”
“You’re pulling too hard.”
I loosened my grip.
“Better?”
“Yep!”
Nora stood nearby watching.
Her eyes were filled with tears.
I finished tying the ribbons.
Ellie jumped from the chair and hurried to the hallway mirror.
“Perfect!”
Then she ran to show Tom.
For a moment, Nora and I sat silently.
Finally, she asked the question we’d both been avoiding.
“Are you going to take her away from us?”
I looked toward the hallway.
Ellie was laughing with Tom.
“I don’t know what happens legally,” I answered.
Nora’s eyes filled.
“But I’m not going to frighten her or make her feel like she’s losing the people she loves.”
My sister began crying.
“I’m so scared, Claire.”
“So am I.”
She looked at me.
“I waited eight years to become a mother.”
