#Chapter 299: Run Walk Crawl

Hannah Mornings had gotten louder since Melody learned to walk. And she wasn’t just walking—she was trying to run, arms flapping and her chubby legs barely holding her up as she went. This morning, she seemed to be hell bent on dashing down the hallway as Noah tried to brush his teeth and I hunted for my shoes, which, of course, had somehow vanished into thin air. “Melody, slow down! You’re going to run into a wall,” I called, trying and failing to catch her as she went barreling past. “Holy hell, how is she so fast? She’s only had the ability to walk for, like, five minutes now.” “She’s determined, I’ll give her that,” Noah laughed from the bathroom doorway, wiping his face with a towel. “Ready to go?” “Almost—if I can find those shoes.” I shook my head, peeking under the dresser for the third time, convinced that Melody had hidden them somewhere. We had just about ten minutes to get out of the house, but with the way Melody was scooting around, I wondered if w