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“Josie’s here,” I called out to Whitney, as putting the pasta in a bowl for Katie

“Hi Josie,” Whitney greeted

Josie hurried over to where she was preparing Katie’s dinner “Let irl That’s what moms do”

“Maybe you could stop and say hi to your girl first,” I said, not trying to hide my sarcasm Josie was so transparent Whitney threatened her

“Of course I was just about to,” Josie retorted defensively She knelt in front of Katie,her hands out Josie took one and held it aardly “Hi, baby girl,” she cooed

“Hi!” Katie exclai used to Josie She would s her face, but she still wanted either o home She continued to seek Whitney to play with first I knew it pissed Josie off, but what did she expect? She had no relationship with Katie

“So her fingers in Katie’s face to ain Whitney and I looked at each other over Josie’s head Whitney rolled her eyes, and I tried not to snort

“Did you want to give Katie her dinner?” Whitney asked when it was clear Katie was over Josie’s antics and was starting to get fussy because she was hungry

“Of course,” Josie replied, sounding indignant She got to her feet and took the bowl of cheesy pasta She hesitated “Does she eat it with her fingers?”

I opened the silverware drawer and pulled out a child’s fork “You can try having her use this, but ers”

“Kyle, can you helpplates down from the cabinet

“That’s so weird that you call him Kyle I’ve only ever heard his parents call him that,” Josie piped up I forced hchair tray and handed Katie the fork

“It’s what I’ve always called hied

“Right, because you’ve known each other for a long time” Josie looked from Whitney to me, her eyes narrowed