The Comfort of Home

"I want you to carry me." Stella spread her arms wide.

No one could refuse such a lovely kid.

Oliver was sending a message to someone with his iPad on the couch.

Stella stretched out her head and looked at the screen with wide eyes. "Who are you talking to, Ollie?"

The name of the person he texted was a period.

Stella's intuition told her that Oliver must be chatting with someone.

Seeing Oliver's