"They are with me."
Leah's eyes went to the source of the voice and she found her father standing at the entrance of her mother's office.
Her heart thudded against her chest and worry seized her mind. Not worry, it was more like panic.
As he started to take small steps, closer to them, Leah could not help but try to control her shaking legs. They were showing her no business. Being in the same room with him now did not feel safe to her. Even with her mother present.
"With you?" Her father did not look like a man who would keep pictures of his children with himself. That had to be a lie
"Not with me, exactly. They are upstairs, with all the other albums." he moved closer until he was standing behind her mother. "Your mother likes looking at the baby pictures more than anything else."
"That is true." Emily smiled sheepishly. "I like looking at all your baby pictures. It is something that truly soothed my soul after a busy day."