Chapter 147

She took a moment to take some calming breaths and rested her head against the closed door before she stepped over to Abby’s bed. She was fast asleep, her little rosebud mouth open and her long lashes kissing the apples of her cheeks. She looked like a cherub from those Renaissance paintings and it felt like a crime to wake her. She sat on the edge of the bed and smoothed some hair back off Abby’s forehead. “Abby,” she whispered, “Abby, honey, it’s time to wake up.” Abby’s eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at Becky with such love and trust that she had to catch the sob in her throat. She smiled and then yawned. “Morning Becky,” she said drowsily before her eyes fell shut again. Becky shook her gently. “You need to wake up Abby,” she said, “there’s a surprise for you downstairs.” Her eyes fluttered open and a sweet smile curved her lips. “A surprise?” Becky plastered a happy smile on her face and nodded even though she felt like crying. “But you need to get dressed first.” “Okay,”