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“I was thinking more about me.” Sera shrugged and ran a hand over Violet’s hair.
“I think that means me too,” Emma suddenly said from the corner of the room where she had been hiding since getting there. Standing up in anger, she left for the safety of the living room.
“My first mistakes are always my best mistakes,” Sera called after her oldest.
Harper leaned back in her chair and asked, “Violet, do you have an invisible friend?”
The little girl looked up at her oldest sister and said, “Not anymore.”
“Did Mom chase him away?” Lucy asked once she had started to nurse the baby under a cover.
Violet looked from Harper to Lucy and then to her mom. “Yes.”
Two sets of eyes turned on Agatha, who in turn, glared back at them. Neither said anything, but both wanted to. Ignoring them, she let herself be consumed by taking care of her baby, letting herself enjoy the task she had never thought she would get to do, but one she found herself enjoying more every day.
“Why haven’t you ever said anything about her?” Mabel asked in interest.
“Because they are my friend!” Violet stated and crossed her arms in anger at her sister.
“Sorry for asking.” Mabel let it drop.
Agatha wondered what all the talk about invisible friends was about. It wasn’t like Violet had ever told her about one, but she wasn’t quizzing the kid about it. With Violet, you had let her tell you when she wanted to tell. It wasn’t like she didn’t talk about almost everything all the time.
Within an hour, Sera and Harrison had taken their now three kids home, and Lucy had bundled up her two. Mabel and Buzz had left quickly because they still could with no kids in the world yet.
Harper was cleaning the kitchen as Agatha wiped down the highchair that Harper had purchased for Poppy and all the other babies who would need it in the family. Finding the broom, she started sweeping up the crumbs from the floor. Kaine had taken Poppy to show her the toy selection in the living room.
“You don’t have to sweep, Ag. Kaine can do that later.” Harper giggled, Kaine paid people to do his sweeping. And Harper was in charge of them as mistress of the house, which was what she called herself.
“Poppy made the mess, so I can clean it for you,” Agatha argued.
“Go ahead then, clean it all.” Harper dropped her dishrag and went and sat at the still messy table.
“I will since you’re now a lazy socialite,” Agatha teased.
“Can I ask you a serious question and not have you just answer with ‘fuck off’?” Harper asked as she crossed her arms.
“I really like to say fuck off.” Agatha grinned, stopping her sweeping.
“You do. But seriously, can I?” Harper never talked like this. Agatha figured she must want to talk about Chris. She knew her sisters had spoken to him.
Leaning the broom against the counter, Agatha sat down near her sister. “Go ahead.”
From out of nowhere, Harper asked, “Did you miscarry a baby the day Violet was born?”
She knew her face went pale. She could hear the blood rushing away from her body. Swallowing, she had no answer for the question—none that she wanted her sister to know about. It had been nine years and had never come up. There was no reason for Harper to bring it up now. How would Harper even have found out about it?
She tried to dodge. “Why do you ask?”
“I heard something about it.”
“From who?” Agatha asked.
“Violet,” Harper admitted.
Agatha let out her breath. Violet didn’t know what had happened. Violet was just a kid, barely born as it had unfolded.
“She’s just a kid making stuff up,” Agatha assured her sister.
