How could a heart be so tender? What gracious god could have made a fountain of a girl, and brought her to me? She sat there, begging to hold the sleeping little monster. Finally able to manipulate Lillie's fingers and rest them in her hand.
There's a hundred reasons to collapse when Ruby speaks, but I'll let you in on just one:
"Daddy if you died I would melt into a puddle of tears and just be a wet puddle on the ground".