“This is heaven,” I admit, sitting down at the kitchen table with my sister. “She never goes to sleep that easily at home.”
Kayla laughs. “That’s because she’s never had her favorite auntie to put her to sleep before,” she says.
“She’s really taken to you,” I say. “You’re good with her too, Kay.”
“Kind of wild, right?”
“You might have to come with me when I go home,” I say. “I’m completely spoiled now.”
“Or you could stay here,” Kayla says.
“Kay—”
“I know. I said I wouldn’t bother you about it. And I won’t... but just think about it,” she says earnestly. “I miss you so much when you’re gone.”