Chapter 73 Adventures In Babysitting
- *Harper*
- May’s been fussy all night, and I still can’t reach Melody. I try rocking the baby on my hip, trying to bounce and hum at the same time while brushing my teeth with my free hand. My toothbrush hits the back of my throat and I gag, which makes her scream louder.
- “Jesus, May,” I mumble around a mouthful of foam. “I’m trying.”