Anna, meanwhile, had finished opening the gift—a soft blanket adorned with tiny pink flowers. “This is for her?” she asked, holding it up. Claire nodded, smiling. “She’s going to look adorable wrapped in that,” she said. “You’ll be the best big sister, won’t you?”
Anna hesitated, glancing between the baby and the blanket. “She doesn’t look like me,” she said quietly, almost as if to herself. But the room had fallen silent, and everyone heard her. Susy’s hand stilled on the baby’s back, and James cleared his throat uncomfortably.