Paul said bluntly, emphatically.Leah had expected an argument. Paul was proud. Being forced to accept her help, or anyone’s for that matter, conflicted with his independent nature. He’d been forced to rely on her and his parents for the past six months, which was difficult enough.“I’ve considered this very seriously,” Leah said.“I appreciate the offer, but I can’t allow you to do it.” Paul shook his head. Others might have buckled under at the obstinate look in his deep blue eyes, but Leah had come to know her brother-in-law too well to surrender that easily.“The boys aren’t adjusting.”“Leah, I said no,” he returned firmly.“Ryan can barely leave the house without his blanket. We both know he has trouble going to sleep without it.”“In time he’ll give it up.”“And Ronnie’s taken to sucking his thumb again,” she continued undaunted. “In case you haven’t noticed, he’s become ambidextrous, although he continues to favor his right hand.”“Both thumbs?”
