"Do you really like him that much..." Daisy Ginger reached out and tousled Erin Ginger's short hair with a light sigh.
Even though they hadn't met much, where did Erin's fondness for Edward Stephens come from?
Innate?
She kissed his forehead softly, "Alright, we'll go see daddy tomorrow. For now, Erin, get some rest, and I'll call outside."
She covered him with a small blanket and lulled him to sleep, then took out her phone to order a pizza.
Half an hour later, the doorbell rang. Thinking it was the pizza, Daisy got up from the sofa to open the door. As it opened, Charlotte Smith's voice came from outside: "Miss Ginger, I'm here to take you and Master Erin home."
"..."
Daisy slowly opened the door wider, looking up at the woman standing at her doorstep.
After last night's rather informal meeting, today could finally be considered a proper face-to-face encounter.
