"Yes, please," Katie said exasperatedly, holding out the wiggling blonde child to her father. "She's all yours."
Sinking into her normal chair, she rubbed her temples. She was tired suddenly. Exhausted, really. It was a feeling that she remembered well. If this pregnancy was anything like the last, she was going to be passed out asleep for much of the next three months.
Eying Twitty, she said, "I suppose you already know?"