"She’s going to scream." Evelyn replied, her eyelids finally closing to rest. Theo waited for a moment for her to keep sleeping, then pulled off his shirt with an ease he hadn’t felt in a long time. Carefully, he lifted the new child off of his wife, then walked over to the rocking chair in their room. Maneuvering the infant, Theo placed her on his chest, wrapping both of them with the plush blanket. The child moved, her hands scratching against his chest, then she stilled. Theo leaned down, kissing the top of her head.