Lilah bounded into my apartment a little after six, Nate trailing behind her. “Perci! Perci! Guess what?” She held up a baggie containing a tiny chip of white. “I lost another tooth.” “Don’t forget to put it under your pillow.” She rolled her eyes and stuffed the bag in her pocket. “Of course. Else the tooth fairy can’t find it and I won’t get”—she side-eyed Nate—“the newest book in the Wonders of the World series.” “When I was a kid, we got a dollar,” Nate said. Lilah stuck out a hip and put her fist on it. “That was in the old-time days.”
