Trish stole a quick glace towards the sleeping girls, Ann had kicked her covers off again and Liz seemed to be tossing and turning a lot. Then she saw a fourth mat, empty and ready for Sally’s newest charge. Trish swallowed when she saw that, she turned back to Sally and saw she was done, her diaper was taped on and Sally was motioning her to stand up.
The thick diaper made it hard to get up quickly, so Sally gently pulled Trish to her feet. “Good girl, time for your little fix. Just think, soon you’ll be a happy little girl again.” Then she did something Trish didn’t expect. “Okay Trishy, mommy says hold onto her hand and don’t let go. We don’t want baby to get hurt falling.”
