“sam, it’s me. i’m having a baby. a girl. i’m having a girl.”
it had taken me months to call. all that built up hesitation, even though i knew she’d come running. she would be full of wisdoms unearthed from knowing the right words, paths, and the misguided zig-zag patterns of so far and back then.
“not with that ass. please tell me it isn’t with jake. please.”
she had that sound to her voice. the sound of too much knowing mixed with too much life. she knew already, there was no real need to answer.
“does robert know?”
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