17-Work.

Neve POV.

Mama told me to go get my shoes so we can go, I didn't want to wear shoes, I have socks on, isn't that enough, I shake my head no, I didn't want my shoes on.

"Nevie, shoes now little one" she orders again, with a huff I go to my room to get them, I had to hold the railing or someone's hand when I go up and down, I want to walk alone as they do. But daddy said I'm too young for that, he carries me most places, I not young, I'm a big girl, I think to myself with a pout. When I got there, I saw papa walking out of his room, he saw me coming, and decided to baby me, he can baby me, I don't mind when he does it.

"What you up to kitten?" he asks

"Mama said to get shoes," I say with a pout, still not wanting to wear any shoes.

"Oh she did, come on, I'll help you with them," he says leading me toward the room, I have a wardrobe of my own, most items I could reach alone, everything is on the lower shelves. He got shoes that match my clothes, and slipped them on my feet, I stomped m