Chapter 155

• Elle
• Jeremiah and I made a great team. I took one baby, he took the other. We fed them, bathed them, diapered them and had them in bed, passed out and happy, in record time. To think that he trusted me with his daughters meant a lot to me. To think that if the worst-case scenario became reality, I might be raising these girls alone.
• I still lived with my mother. Not because I had to, but because I hadn’t bought a place of my own yet. It hadn’t been a priority. All my money, mostly inheritance from my father, went into the paper. The rest was tied up in some investments. I wasn’t rich, by any means, but I’d been able to stay on my feet and support the paper through some rough months.