Katherine nodded. After a moment she asked, “How come Nana doesn’t like me?” “Pumpkin, Nana loves you.” Katherine kicked her feet, then was still. “She doesn’t act like it.” “Well.” Tyler put both arms around Katherine’s tiny torso, and squeezed her in a hug. “Nana worries a lot,” he said, “and sometimes people have so much going on in their heads, they get their wires crossed.”
