Spotting Isaac at the door, her face lit up, then quickly turned stern. “Where have you been? Why couldn't I reach you?"

Isaac strolled over, ruffling their son's hair and quipped, “My phone died on me."

Camila fixed him with a stare. "Did you even wash your hands? Mom said there should be no baby cuddles if you didn't. Bacteria and all, you know."

“Forget it. The baby's practically a Johnston. Isaac can cuddle him as he pleases!" Rowena chimed in.

Camila felt totally stuck.