Page 81 of Healing Fate
“Doc kiss Mommy.”
I didn’t how to respond to that or how to explain everything going on to my two-year-old daughter.
“Mommy, pee.”
“Now?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Okay, hold on.”
I jumped out of the car and opened the back door to quickly remove her from her car seat.
“Hold on. We’re going to make it.”
I didn’t know how much time we had. Sometimes she still waited until the last second to tell me when she had to go.
I burst through Micah’s door and made a mad dash for the nearest bathroom.
Vada’s eyes widened.
“Dis smell yike Doc.”
“This is Doc’s house,” I told her. “Do you like the smell?”
She smiled and nodded her head.
“I yike Doc.”
“I know you do. How would you feel about living here?”
“Wif Doc?”
“Yes.”
She seemed to consider it for a moment. I tried not to grin at the serious look on her face but also wondered if maybe she was doing a little more than just peeing.
“Okay,” she finally said as she wiped herself, and jumped down like a big girl.
While I was flushing the toilet, she ran out of the bathroom.
“Vada!” I hollered.
Micah peeked his head in.
“Everything okay?”
“Vada had to use the bathroom and now she’s loose in your house.”
“Doc!” we heard her yell.
“Where’d you go, sweetie?”
“Here.”
He chuckled but followed the sound of her voice to find her standing in the middle of the hallway.
“Wut room mine?”
