"It's nice to meet you, too, Tammy," Lisa said.
Tammy regarded her suspiciously, ducking her head shyly.
Tammy half skipped and hopped down the hall, throwing a shy smile over her shoulder at Lisa before disappearing into a doorway.
Little Tammy was so shy and inquisitive.
She slid into the chair across from Tammy, and Sarah sat down at the other end of the table.
Giddon was silent, giving all his attention to his food, but Tammy watched Lisa with interest, twirling her fork in her eggs and squirming in her chair.
Lisa winked at her and Tammy ducked her head, smiling shyly.
The movement caught Giddon's attention and he glanced from Tammy to Lisa with a puzzled expression.
I need someone to take care of Tammy and help Mom with the house and garden.
She died when Tammy was born.
Tammy was well mannered and required little supervision.
Tammy could swim almost as well as Lisa, but Sarah couldn't swim at all, confessing unabashed that she was afraid of the water.
Tammy was finally allowed to swim to her heart's content... apparently for the first time.
On these occasions she took Tammy with her, and Lisa was left to enjoy her precious solitude.
One evening, close to suppertime, Lisa, Tammy and Sarah were lounging around the pool.
Tammy was watching a children's show on television and Lisa was on the couch, trying to concentrate on her writing.
Her gaze fell on Tammy, who had fallen asleep on the couch.
His step was light as he crossed the room and gently lifted Tammy into his arms.
Tammy and Sarah were in the kitchen when she returned, and Tammy was standing in a chair ripping the cover off some chocolate chip cookies.
Tammy grinned up at her.
Tammy hurled herself across the room into his arms and started lavishing him with kisses and hugs that he returned with equal enthusiasm.
Sarah made an excuse of putting Tammy down for a nap and left them alone.
The destination of the path remained a burning mystery, but Tammy innocently tossed fuel on the flames with a chance comment one day while they were watching television.
Tammy eyed her suspiciously.
Tammy shrugged her tiny shoulders, the large blue eyes imploring her not to pry.
Sarah and Tammy were putting up groceries when Lisa announced she was going to take a walk.
Surely Sarah and Tammy weren't involved, but did they know?
Sarah would do whatever Giddon said, because he was her son... and Tammy had no choice.
If Giddon was involved in a drug ring, Tammy needed a way out.
Tammy and Sarah were eating a snack on the patio.
Without further argument, Sarah and Tammy left, and Lisa was alone.
Tammy burst through the door and saw Lisa sitting on the counter.
She died when Tammy was born, didn't she?
He took it harder than I thought he would, but being able to keep Tammy took the edge off it.
Mom and Tammy will be thankful.
Tammy could have been born when he was very young.
He lifted Tammy into his arms.
Lisa turned her face away and hoped Tammy didn't notice her shoulders shaking as she laughed silently.
The thought must have occurred to Yancey as well, and he reassured Tammy in a voice choked with suppressed humor.
Both Sarah and Tammy were watching her.
She finished her breakfast with little conversation and saw Sarah and Tammy off to church.
Mrs. Giddon is so nice, and Tammy is adorable.
Whatever his thoughts, they were interrupted when Tammy sped into his arms like a bullet.
Back in his arms, Tammy leaned forward with her nose on his, looking into his eyes.
Tammy turned around and pointed at the cake.
One evening, when Tammy was in bed and the three of them were relaxing in the family room, the telephone rang.
After he left the room, Tammy came in, rubbing her eyes.
Without a word, Tammy ran to her.
Tammy wrapped an arm around Lisa's neck and laid a soft curly head on her shoulder.
After breakfast she started the laundry while Sarah and Tammy watched a morning children's program.
No one was in the kitchen, but a note from Sarah explained that she and Tammy had gone to town shopping again.
Tammy was in the back seat asleep, so she carefully unbuckled her and carried her to the house while Sarah brought in the shopping sacks.
Tammy didn't wake up.
The way it worked out, I had a sitter, mom had help and Tammy had a companion.
Tammy and Timmy would be thirteen this fall.
Tammy dimpled and clutched Cassie in a hug.
Tammy grinned up at her.
Tammy stared at her.