Kenzie: If it’s dick cookies, count us in.
I sigh and respond.I’ll see you soon then.
My eyes meet Celia’s. “Kenzie, Ella, and Piper are coming to help. We’ll get this done in no time.”
She starts to cry, and I go around the counter to hug her again. “I don’t know what I’d do without you,” she mumbles against my chest.
I pat her back. “Good thing you never have to find out.”
She nods and sniffles as I take a step back. Even if we have help coming, I still don’t want to be here any longer than we have to be.
It’s time to make dick cookies.
A phrase I hope I never have to think or say again.