I Refused To Babysit My Sister’s Twins And Slipped Away At The Airport Until My Phone Was Flooded With Messages

Becca called.

She said quickly, in the tone of someone prefacing something they know they are not supposed to say, “Lila told your grandmother that her mom said in the car, don’t worry, Aunt Tara never says no when it’s about you guys.”

I sat down slowly on the edge of the bed.

There it was. Not just expectation. Training. The twins had been taught I continue reading …