Adin was the first to react, springing up with that spark of inspiration only kids could summon in the heat of the moment. "Perfect idea," he declared with conviction, his little chest puffing up as though he had just solved the most important problem in the world. "We're way too tiny to do it right, but Uncle Alan has those strong hands."
Amelia opened her mouth at once, clearly about to object. Her instinctive response was to dismiss the thought, probably to protect both her pride and her sense of control. But before she could utter a single word, Ariel was already darting ahead with the suggestion, refusing to let the idea be swept away so quickly. Ariel's tone carried the sharp certainty of a girl who believed her logic was unshakable. "Besides," she added matter of factly, "Uncle Alan's been getting massages forever when he was going through his treatments. He totally knows the drill."
