Three sisters

et. The petite woman with curly blonde hair seemed heavily pregnant as she slowly lugged cans of paint from their SUV into the ho

’m Janet! My girls and I live just across from you in the b

g down her paint can. “Oh hi! Yes, we just moved fro

brow. “Welcome wagon already, honey?

e’ve only been here a few months ourselves, but everyone’

en a treehouse and tire swing for the baby, once he finally gets he

! But Ryan’s determined to have the nurser

ng up an afternoon game of hopscotch. Their eyes grew round at the

shyly around Janet, whispering and peeking at Amanda’s swollen belly. Amanda laughed gent

worth celebrating. As the family chatted happily, a feeling of hope and promis

hought. Fresh changes were coming, but the new bonds growing here wrapped the

neigh