Emma reached for the hammer.
“Because I enjoy having all ten of your fingers attached.”
Luke pulled it away.
“Absolutely not.”
“Why?”
“Because I enjoy having all ten of your fingers attached.”
“I know how to use it.”
“Mom, please tell her she’s not touching this.”
“No, you don’t.”
Emma looked at me.
“Tell him.”
Luke sighed.
“Mom, please tell her she’s not touching this.”
For a second, I saw the old panic in his face.
Everything stopped.
Luke looked at me.
Then at Emma.
For a second, I saw the old panic in his face.
Emma rolled her eyes.
A second later, they were arguing about the hammer again.
“Fine. Ask your mom. You’re both annoying.”
Luke blinked.
Then he laughed.
A second later, they were arguing about the hammer again.
