“I want to make a home for my sisters. I want to make sure they know I helped choose the things that will be a part of that home.” Ellie sucked in a hiccupping breath. “That’s so sweet. I think I’m going to cry.” “Please don’t,” Kye said, a slight panic in his voice. “Trace’ll deck me for sure if you go home tearstained.” That had her chuckling. “I solemnly swear not to tell him it was you.” “Thank God,” Kye muttered.
