He found no such thing, Instead, he was greeted with boxes among boxes of old unused things; some old couches and other furniture, stuffed animals and more family photos.
James’s heart finally sank deeper than anything he could ever imagine when he started to hear the ceiling above from what sounded like footsteps and chatter. In a panic, he waddled to a large couch and crouched behind it, making sure not to allow his mess to spread; a task that would wear my knees out in very little time.
“He’s right upstairs, ladies,” Ellen said, leading her two best friends Susan and Nancy upstairs to the nursery. “Now you two have to be quiet, no matter how cute he is. He needs his nap.”