Stephanie and Ranger are still Janet's.
"I promised myself that if you and Olivia made it to - and through - the delivery, I'd take over from there."
"Ranger, as much as you'd like to believe it, you aren't solely responsible for the fate of the world."
"Maybe not the world, but my corner of it."
She sighed and kissed Olivia's hand. I was resisting the urge to hold her myself. Then I realized I don't have to resist anything anymore. I leaned over and picked up my daughter, her pastel-flowered sundress a welcome splash of color against my still bare chest.
Steph and I figured out that dresses are far easier when it comes to diaper changing. Aside from a red shirt or blue dress, Steph's side of the closet resembles mine, mostly uniforms and dark-colored clothes. Olivia's closet is different. Steph joked about it looking like a rainbow threw up in it, but my daughter can make anything look good, even me.
