Chapter XVIII: Just Tell Me Where To Begin
He suspected she was in an office somewhere doing homework, or whatever kind of stuff the caregiver program required. he made a mental note to ask alex about it when he next saw him.
Chapter XXIV: And In My Hour Of Darkness
He tried to hide his tears in ashleigh's shoulder, but his caregiver knew what was happening. she hugged him back, holding him, letting him cry until the sobs subsided.
XIX. Friends indeed
The new edition is more like a handbook for caregivers." "caregivers of _big_ little puppies, i assume?" i asked. "that's the reason why you can't buy this in a regular bookstore.
Chapter XXV: Brush and brunt
The wolf could not see much of what his caregiver was doing, since she was more or less behind him, and the restraints of the highchair did not allow him to turn around far enough.
Chapter XXII: Clean slate
Aran did as she suggested and followed his caregiver into the bathroom. he wanted to take of his sleeper, but the mittens proved to be rather counterproductive when he tried to get a hold of the zipper.
Chapter XVIII: Story of an image
Aran turned back to his drawing and showed the picture to his caregiver. the image displayed a shadowy canine figure, clearly agitated. its fist was raised, as if it was ready to strike the viewer.
Chapter XXVI: She's Just The Girl For Me
Still, he could at least share a piece with his former caregiver as a thank-you gift, and buy another box to share with lily later.
Chapter XIV: It'll Rain A Sunny Day
During your stay with your caregiver, you have shown impressive results and an inspiring recovery.
Love for Sale: Chapter 4
At her small cubicle, bol-caregiver-yon-sovika [3] spread out and above her station like a black and white umbrella.
A Commission Birthing Nightmare Heart Pregnancy
You're going to need a caregiver. someone to take good care of you when the pain becomes too much or it's too hard to maneuver around."
Bedtime for Big Kittens
He thought it wasn't right that he should be told to go to bed by a caregiver when the younger little kids could hear it. he didn't like that even though he was older he was still treated like a toddler. well, maybe not completely.
XVIII. Reflections
My caregiver had always used actual milk, or juice. and once i'd earned extra privileges, i was mostly drinking out of a sippy cup, anyway. the taste wasn't bad, it was just... different.