“You’re going to have to hold the cord just like this.” I show her how to hold the earbuds cord to the portable CD player. “Or the music will sound scratchy.” “Daniel…” She presses her lips together, amused eyes locked on my fingers twisting the cord. “Don’t you dare laugh.” Her chin quivers. “Josie, don’t.” Her nose twitches. “Josefine.” She rubs her nose, but I still hear the snicker she attempts to stifle.
