He left the dough for a moment and walked over to the couch, opening a wicker basket and pulling out a worn book. He placed in on Aubrey's chair and opened it to a random page. "Okay, Bre. Where's the tiger?" She hesitated, her sky blue eyes scanning the page before she smacked the smiling tiger on the back, bouncing in her seat.
Avice let out a small laugh. There was a hint of sadness on her face, as she remembered she had missed so much.
She patted Avice's face before tapping her hand on the monkey, her face looking up at Avice hopefully.
She ran her fingers through her hair, looking up at Jack. "Look what you've done. You've made her a dog person."
"Uh, no. I'm sorry Avice, but you don't get to make that decision. We are getting goats or dogs. That's my final offer."
