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“She has to. Emma doesn’t want to watch her, and I have nothing else going on. I’ve been watching her since she was a baby. She’s about to get tired of me.” Running her hand through her hair, she got up to fill her coffee cup again.
“She seems to like you a lot still.” He got up from his chair and pushed it in.
He wanted to go over to her and hug her to take her pain away, but he knew she would never let him do it. All he wanted to do was make her realize that she was perfect, and her sisters knew that. That Emma was just going through a stage and would one day realize she needed her sister again.
“She’s nine. By the time she’s twelve, she’ll think I’m lame.” She picked up her coffee and took a drink, her eyes on the cup and not him.
“You are not lame, Agatha. Even your clothes are interesting.” He pointed at her shirt.
“Lucy made it, not me.” She shrugged and set down her coffee cup. “You can let yourself out.”
Before he knew what was happening, Agatha had left the room, leaving him alone in her kitchen. While taking his coffee cup to the dishwasher, he dumped hers and put it inside also. Once again, he looked around the kitchen. It was so quiet that morning, so different than the last time he had been there.
Chris didn’t see Agatha when he left the house. She must have gone upstairs or maybe even outside. Whichever it was, she wasn’t anywhere around for him to thank her for letting him stay with her again. Maybe he would be able to see her when she waited for Violet today. He couldn’t wait.
