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“Logan, can you build us a playhouse?”
“Hannah!” I gasp, my fork clattering onto the plate.
There go her eyelashes fluttering over puppy dog eyes.
Poor Logan.
His face visibly softens.
He opens his mouth, but I stop him. “Don’t answer that.”
“I could—”
“No, you couldn’t. Hannah, baby, let Logan eat his dinner. We’ll talk about this tomorrow.”
“I’m just saying.” Her focus returns to the book she’s reading while expertly finishing her meal. When I said Hannah’s head is always in a book, I meant it. “I’ll do all my chores for a month.”
“How about you do your chores anyway?”
“Suppose, but I’ll clean my room.”
My fork stills halfway to my mouth. She’s still reading her book, taking in every word while arguing her case and eating.
She’s already a better lawyer than I ever would have been.
“That’s youronlychore.”
“Not true. You asked me to pick up Isabel’s toys earlier when you were putting her down for a nap.”
I look over at Logan. We share a smile.
“And did you do it?”
She didn’t. There was a plot twist in her book.
“That’s not the point.”
I think she’s determined to win by simply confusing me.
“We’ll talk about a playhouse tomorrow after you clean your room in this real house.”
Logan stares over at me while Isabel climbs into his arms. He hardly notices, holding her on his knee with ease. “She’s only eight, right?”
“I’m eight and a half,” Hannah is quick to correct.
I shake my head with a laugh. “The half is really important.”
“What do you want to be when you grow up, Hannah?” he asks.
She doesn’t miss a beat when she responds, “Someone who builds playhouses.”
We both burst into laughter.
“She’s quick.”
I roll my eyes, but I can’t help the smile. “Too quick.”
She finally closes her book. “I want to be a librarian,” she states matter-of-factly. She’s been saying that since she first learned to read. “Mom always takes us to the library.”
