The sound of Reece’s voice from the doorway startled her.
“There’s your missing mama.”
Leah hastily finished smoothing the bedspread before she glanced toward the hall door.
Reece carried Bobby on his wide shoulders and the boy was giggling while he gripped Reece’s hair. The contrast between Bobby’s gleeful face and Reece’s somber one made her realize he’d seen her staring at the spot where Rachel’s picture had been.
“Thanks for looking after him,” she said. “If you have things you need to do, go ahead.”
“I see you noticed the picture.”
Leah nodded. “And the one in Bobby’s room.”
“They’re in the dresser in the first bedroom. When you get time you might wrap ’em up to save for Bobby. I’ll put them in the attic over the garage later.”
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