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    First, Last, Forever ch. 7

    Nadia was weaving in and out of traffic, frantically driving. She was scared out of her wits and I couldn’t blame her, I was scared too. I was in shock and disgust at how someone could be this cruel. My hope for the future of the human race was dwindeling. Nadia reached the front of the building and quickly got out and opened the door for me. I walked as quickly as I could and ran through the doors.

    "I need help here," I exclaimed and a couple nurses came running.

    "What happened," a nurse said, taking the infant from my arms.

    "I don’t know. I found the baby in the dumpster behind my gallery. Someone dumped it, and I ran to see who they were, but they got away," I said walking with them to an exam room.

    "Have you called the police," the nurse said, as the doctor rushed in.

    "No, I came here straight away. I figured I should get the baby help and you’d call the police."

    "Alright, Miss..?"

    "Doctor, Dr. Bette Kennard-Porter."

    "Jonna, please escort Dr. Kennard-Porter to the waiting room and have a social worker come down and call the police."

    "Of course doctor, please, Dr. Kennard-Porter right this way."

    We went to the waiting room as she called for a social worker and phoned the police. I shivered as I waited, nervous as to what might happen. I picked up my phone and called Nadia, I told her to get back to the gallery and take in my shipment. I’d call for a ride later. I then called Tina and she answered after a few rings.

    "Hey baby, so my shoot isn’t taking as long as I thought it would so I’m gonna cut out of here soon."

    "That’s great."

    "What’s wrong Porter," she asked, knowing immediately that something was not right, using Porter was her way of calling me out.

    "I’m at University Medical Center."

    "Oh God baby, are you ok?"

    "Yes, I’m fine. But I’m having quite the situation," I said and I continued to explain the events of the last hour.

    "Jesus, I can’t believe someone would do that," she gasped in horror, "I’m coming down there."

    "No Tee, don’t leave, I’m fine."

    "I know, but I should be there. Give me fifteen minutes."

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    Comments

    1. Thanks for returning-it took me a minute to recall the last chapter, but I can’t wait for the new addition to be welcomed to the Kennard-Porter home, either.

    2. Wonderful chapter and a loving and warm scenario. I know I shouldn’t be asking but could we have a description of the baby boy, I have a good feeling about this baby, especially since Bette’s last thoughts were that Tina would get her way, and she should. Loved it. Thanks for posting and PPS.

    3. Thanks for the update whenever you get them posted. We just appreciate whenever you get the chance to write your brilliant work. Great story and its exciting to get another addition to the Kennard-Porter family. Why not…

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