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    As One Door Closes…

     

    Chapter 7

     

    Sunday morning arrived and Max did his usual of coming into Bette’s bed after she was awake. His favorite activity was snuggling in with her and talking. She enjoyed his ways of being in the world, and knew he was a special boy the day she met him out on the streets. There was something about him that she wanted in her life and it turned out to be that she wanted to give him a better life than the one he currently had.

     

    As it was, Max looked at Bette as his first mom because he had known her, the longest, so he went to her first for things. His favorite thing to do on the weekends was to go and crawl in bed with her and talk after he first woke up. If she were still asleep he would crawl under the covers and lay on top of her either on her back, her side or sometimes on her chest. He loved feeling close to her.

     

    Often she would wake up but pretend to be asleep and would just beam in her heart with her love for her son. It wouldn’t take long and Ozzie would also find his way into her room and climb into bed as well. He would often take over the spot of lying on his mom and Max would just to lie close to them. Tina would soon arrive with coffee for the adults and juice boxes for the boys.

     

    Usually on Sundays, Tina would get up and make the coffee and then take the newspaper and two mugs and a carafe of coffee, along with juice boxes for the boys, into Bette’s room and they would sit in the bed with the boys and read the paper. Max would read the comics to Ozzie and they would laugh over the antics of the characters in the many stories.

     

    When they were finished with the comics, Ozzie would sometimes crawl over to Bette’s lap and sit with her, drinking his juice and snuggle in as she read the paper. Often when he did that, she would put the paper down and just hold him close to her. She loved her little Ozzie. The more time he spent with her the more he trusted and loved her.

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