“Catch me, Trouble!” He scoops her up, Dirty Dancing–style, then launches her into the air, making her erupt with laughter. I scowl at them both. “That was our move,” I tell Linnie. Seb lowers her to the ground, then Linnie runs and barrels into me, wrapping her arms around my legs. “It’s still our move,” she says, peering up at me, wearing an extra-sweet smile, now that she’s lost one of her front teeth. “I got lotsa uncles and aunts, Uncle Viggo. You gotta get better at sharing.”
