Amy immediately pointed to the TV and said, "Daddy!"
Everyone turned to look at the screen, but the broadcast had already shifted. There was no trace of Monbatten anymore.
Amy scanned the TV anxiously, flipping channels with the remote. After a few moments, she plopped onto the floor in disappointment.
Keira walked over and scooped her up. "Missing Daddy?"
"Daddy!" Amy replied with a firm nod.
At just three years old, Amy had been through so much. Howard and his mother had mistreated her horribly, leaving her timid and withdrawn. Only recently, after living in a loving home with Keira and Lewis, had she started to blossom.
Even so, she often struggled to express herself.
Now, clutching the remote tightly, she jabbed a finger toward the TV in frustration. "Daddy!"
The screen switched to a news anchor, and Keira couldn't help but chuckle.
"Do you think he's handsome? Is that why you're calling him Daddy?"
