"What are you doing here, Natalie?" Bernard shouted the moment he got over his shock.

"Tsk, tsk, that is no way to welcome your favourite girl, is it?" She clucked. "I am disappointed, Ben," she pouted, forming her mouth into a perfect circle as she tapped her long fake nails against her chin while perusing the nursery.

"What on earth are you doing here, Natalie? How did you even know that I was here?" Bernard asked again.

Natalie scraped her nails on the corner of the freshly painted wall, and her hands came up smeared with paint. "Oops, sorry, I didn't realize it was still wet." She smiled mischievously, emphasizing...