Gemotions

The persistent chatter in her head, combined with Lily's exuberant pronouncements about Barnaby, were creating a tangible tension in Chloe's shoulders. Another drawing of Barnaby, this time as a pirate, searching for buried treasure. The treasure, of course, was candy. She ran a hand through her hair, smoothing down the rebellious strands.

She wanted to scream. Or, maybe, to run and hide. But she was the responsible aunt.

The edges of her vision seemed to blur. She focused on the drawing, and the cheerful grin. She felt the urge to destroy it. She clenched her fists. She forced her voice to be steady. "Very good, Lily."