"I don't know, Lydia!" he snapped reflexively and Daisy let go of his nose to grab Lydia's finger, shaking it in her little fist with surprising strength. "I don't know. The book is on the third shelf over there, I think, okay? Maybe the fourth."
His head was a mess and he felt nauseous with nerves. What the hell was he supposed to do with a baby? Derek remembered when Cora was a baby, but this was not even in the same ball park. That was a pack effort. Now, he was alone.