“G’nite, mom!” I speed walked to my room and closed the door. I turned off the light—you had to give them a minute in the dark to adjust, or they wouldn’t come out. I sat in front of the dollhouse and waited.

A tiny light came on in the bedroom. Another in the kitchen. I watched as my dolls came to life and started their morning routine. Tiffany was in the room putting on her makeup, while Cassie prepped the stove for some breakfast. Foggy the pup jumped up and down, barking for attention. I smiled at his tiny voice. Lacey walked out of the elevator, holding a bunch of groceries.

“Need some help with that?” I asked. She looked up at me and frowned.