Lily couldn't help feeling that whatever Jamie thought was 'for worse' right now, but she pushed the thought aside and watched her brother eye her daughter.
"She won't bite you," she told him, then smiled as he touched her hand.
"Move a little closer," she said, then reached to touch Al's hand. "Put your finger there. Against her fingers, just there..."
Tiny fingers flexed, then closed over Al's index finger, gripping it tightly. Lily smiled. "She's very strong..."