“No worries,” I say. “Juice is fine.”

He grabs the bottle from the fridge and pours some into a glass, handing it to me.

“I’ll show you around so you can get a feel for the house, then I’ll introduce you to Bailey.”

The house is two levels. We start on the first level, walking down a long, narrow hall. “If you’re downstairs, this is the guest bathroom,” he says, showing me a small half bath with just a sink and toilet. “And just behind it is the mud room and washing machine in case you need to wash anything. Bailey can be messy and I don’t have much in the way of clean clothes for her at the moment. Everything I have is in storage until I can find a place of my own. I didn’t want to bombard my brother with all of our stuff. I don’t plan to stay too long. He’s not big on kids.”

“I’m so sorry about what happened,” I blurt out without thinking. “With your wife, I mean.”

He turns to look at me, and even though his face still looks friendly, I immediately regret saying it.

that up. I don’t know what I was thinking. It’s just

won’t remember her mother and she’ll be able to move on from this. If it were to have happened when she was older, it might’ve been devastating.

about Bailey while you’re out working. I love kids and I’m really excited about being

to hear it too. I sound desperate. Maybe he’ll assume it’s just because I need the job and not that I

to have you here too,” he says. “Should we go

“Yes, please.”

stops abruptly

me bump into him and I catch the glass in my hand before it falls, but not before it splashes red juice all over

of him, trying to wipe the juice away but only making it worse by spreading it around. How many times will I have to apologize to him before he leaves

mad like I thought he would. Instead, he laughs. “That is not your fault. Not at all. I’ll

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