at him.
“Don’t.”
He stopped talking.
Amelia wiped her face with her sleeve.
Then she suddenly said,
“Everybody keeps saying there used to be seven people in our family.”
Ryan and I exchanged confused looks.
She started counting on her fingers.
“You. Dad. Me. And the other three kids.”
She paused.
“But there was supposed to be another one.”
Nobody spoke.
Amelia looked directly at Ryan.
“Does the baby still count as part of our family?”
Ryan looked away for a moment.
Then he looked back at her.
“Yes.”
Amelia
