After a while.
Yvonne Finley slowly came out, sleepy-eyed, wearing a slightly crumpled light grey silk nightgown, her black curly hair cascading over her shoulders.
As soon as Sasha saw her, she giggled and held out her arms, laughter rounding out her eyes, adorable beyond words.
Yvonne bent down and kissed the little one's cheek, "What brought you out here? Where's Auntie Grace?"
Grace Webb was on vacation and came over to help her look after Sasha.
Sasha babbled "Nanny!"
Yvonne caught her drift.
Grace had gone to prepare formula milk.
The little rascal had escaped.
Caleb Baker glanced at her, "Going back to sleep?"
Yvonne was in pretty good shape, plus, after Sasha's birth, many people helped look after the baby. Even his mother kept scheming about how to kidnap Sasha from Milton William's home and there had been several squabbles between them over Sasha.
All sorts of guerilla warfare and espionage had played out.
