time before and after to get everything in order." She'd feel like she was working less hours this way, but really it would be the same. There just wouldn't be an hour commute on the subway or a break for lunch.
"That sounds good. If you ever need to work late, just let me know. It would be my pleasure to keep the girls any time."
"Thank you!" Samara told her. "I guess I'll see you in the morning with the girls."
"I'll look forward to it."
They left, going back to the house. "What do you girls think we should have for supper?" she asked.
"For supper?" one of them asked. "I want pizza."
Henry laughed. "You always want pizza, Avy."
"I want tacos!" Abby said.
"And you always want tacos! Maybe Aunt Sami can make something new that we'll all like."
Samara smiled. "Maybe I can!"
As soon as they got home, Samara looked at Henry, taking one of the girls from him. "This one is Avy, right?"
He nodded. "Yeah, I've still got Abby."
Samara carried Avy up the stairs and into her bedroom. "I think we should put some nail polish on you. Would you like that?" She rarely painted her nails, but a friend had given her a bunch of polish for her last birthday, so she had a lot of colors to choose from.
Avy nodded. "My mommy used to polish my nails."
"Well, we can polish them any time you'd like. How about purple?"
"Purple is a nice color."
"I think so too." Samara went to her suitcase and dug through her nail polish, finding a purple quickly. She couldn't continually mess up on which girl was which. She was afraid she'd lose their respect quickly if that happened.
Ten minutes later, Avy ran down the stairs, showing off her pretty purple nail polish.
Samara wasn't surprised when Abby came into the room, holding out her hands. She hurried into the bathroom and came back with blue polish. "This will match your eyes!"
Abby looked at the polish, seeming to consider it for a moment. "I like it!"
Once she'd polished Abby's fingers, she was sure she could tell them apart for a while. Thank God.
*****
They had a movie night that evening, watching Samara's favorite children's movie, Beauty and the Beast. "I'm going to marry Beast someday," she told the girls in a whisper.
"But you're married to Uncle Henry!" Avy protested.
"Oh yeah. I forgot!" Samara said with a wink toward Henry.
"I can be a beast if you need me to, Samara. I can keep you from reading and yell at you a lot."
"Try it!"
The girls giggled. "Uncle Henry never yells," Abby announced. "He's too nice."
"Oh really? That's just 'cuz I haven't been around yet. I bet I can make him yell a lot."
"You can? How? Are you going to try to make him mad?" Avy asked.
Samara shook her head. "No, I have a feeling that it's just something I'm going to be really good at."
"Why?" Abby asked.
Samara thought really hard about the question. "Because we're married, and we don't know each other very well yet. As we get to know each other, we'll have some troubles."
Avy shook her head. "Not with Uncle Henry. He doesn't yell."
Samara leaned down and kissed the little girl on the forehead. "We'll see."
"We will?" Abby asked
"Or we'll all hear at least." Samara grinned. The movie had just finished, and she looked at the clock. "It's time for baths."
"Baths?" Abby asked. "Uncle Henry makes us take baths on Tuesdays and Saturdays. What day is it?"
Samara sighed. "Well, it's not Tuesday or Saturday, but I think little girls should take baths every day."
"Every day?" Avy asked. "Our skin will dry up and fall off. That's why we only take them two days. Mama made us take them every day too, but Uncle Henry said he got us just in time to save our skin!"
Samara looked at Henry. "Really?" Looking back at the sweet girls, she said, "Bathing every day does not make your skin fall off. I'll only wash your hair on Saturdays and Tuesdays, but you need to bathe every day. I think your
"That sounds good. If you ever need to work late, just let me know. It would be my pleasure to keep the girls any time."
"Thank you!" Samara told her. "I guess I'll see you in the morning with the girls."
"I'll look forward to it."
They left, going back to the house. "What do you girls think we should have for supper?" she asked.
"For supper?" one of them asked. "I want pizza."
Henry laughed. "You always want pizza, Avy."
"I want tacos!" Abby said.
"And you always want tacos! Maybe Aunt Sami can make something new that we'll all like."
Samara smiled. "Maybe I can!"
As soon as they got home, Samara looked at Henry, taking one of the girls from him. "This one is Avy, right?"
He nodded. "Yeah, I've still got Abby."
Samara carried Avy up the stairs and into her bedroom. "I think we should put some nail polish on you. Would you like that?" She rarely painted her nails, but a friend had given her a bunch of polish for her last birthday, so she had a lot of colors to choose from.
Avy nodded. "My mommy used to polish my nails."
"Well, we can polish them any time you'd like. How about purple?"
"Purple is a nice color."
"I think so too." Samara went to her suitcase and dug through her nail polish, finding a purple quickly. She couldn't continually mess up on which girl was which. She was afraid she'd lose their respect quickly if that happened.
Ten minutes later, Avy ran down the stairs, showing off her pretty purple nail polish.
Samara wasn't surprised when Abby came into the room, holding out her hands. She hurried into the bathroom and came back with blue polish. "This will match your eyes!"
Abby looked at the polish, seeming to consider it for a moment. "I like it!"
Once she'd polished Abby's fingers, she was sure she could tell them apart for a while. Thank God.
*****
They had a movie night that evening, watching Samara's favorite children's movie, Beauty and the Beast. "I'm going to marry Beast someday," she told the girls in a whisper.
"But you're married to Uncle Henry!" Avy protested.
"Oh yeah. I forgot!" Samara said with a wink toward Henry.
"I can be a beast if you need me to, Samara. I can keep you from reading and yell at you a lot."
"Try it!"
The girls giggled. "Uncle Henry never yells," Abby announced. "He's too nice."
"Oh really? That's just 'cuz I haven't been around yet. I bet I can make him yell a lot."
"You can? How? Are you going to try to make him mad?" Avy asked.
Samara shook her head. "No, I have a feeling that it's just something I'm going to be really good at."
"Why?" Abby asked.
Samara thought really hard about the question. "Because we're married, and we don't know each other very well yet. As we get to know each other, we'll have some troubles."
Avy shook her head. "Not with Uncle Henry. He doesn't yell."
Samara leaned down and kissed the little girl on the forehead. "We'll see."
"We will?" Abby asked
"Or we'll all hear at least." Samara grinned. The movie had just finished, and she looked at the clock. "It's time for baths."
"Baths?" Abby asked. "Uncle Henry makes us take baths on Tuesdays and Saturdays. What day is it?"
Samara sighed. "Well, it's not Tuesday or Saturday, but I think little girls should take baths every day."
"Every day?" Avy asked. "Our skin will dry up and fall off. That's why we only take them two days. Mama made us take them every day too, but Uncle Henry said he got us just in time to save our skin!"
Samara looked at Henry. "Really?" Looking back at the sweet girls, she said, "Bathing every day does not make your skin fall off. I'll only wash your hair on Saturdays and Tuesdays, but you need to bathe every day. I think your
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