“Yes. Nobody is ever allowed to make someone forget the people they love,” Chloe declared firmly. “My mom Laura will always be my mom.”
“Always,” Brandon agreed softly, emotion filling his voice.
Chloe shifted her attention toward Rosalyn. “And caring about somebody new doesn’t mean you’re replacing anyone from before.”
Rosalyn swallowed through the emotion rising in her throat, while Brandon looked at his daughter with unmistakable pride. “Who taught you to say something so wise, Chloe?”
“Nobody taught me, Dad,” Chloe answered with a shrug. “I’m eight years old now, so obviously I already understand lots of important things.”
All three laughed together inside the bright hospital room.
Chloe picked up the watering can again. “My second rule is that I personally inspect everything anybody puts into our plants.”
“I think that sounds like an excellent rule,” Rosalyn agreed warmly.
“And my food too,” Chloe added.
