Chapter Twenty

"Daddy?" Melody calls from the back garden as I bake her cookies that she had helped me make this fine Saturday morning.

"Yes, baby?"

"Look," she says, bringing me a frog that looks worse for wear and frightened for its life.

"Whatcha got there, a frog?" I ask her.

"Mhm, it was in the flowers," she tells me.

"That's pretty cool, but I think we should let him return to his little house now. We're nearly ready to go to grandma's."

"Already?" She asks, looking up and onto the side for the cookies.

"Three minutes. Can you go put your friend back?" I ask.

She nods, leaving me in the kitchen to head out the back door again as Josh enters the kitchen with a grin.

"What has you so happy?" I ask him with a smirk.

"Charlotte got that promotion..." he grins, looking out the window to the garden where Melody is kissing the damn frog.

Urg! I hope it doesn't have germs.

"Have you been reading Princess and the Frog?" He asks me, chuckling at the sight before him. Melody finally lets the