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The Kennard-Porter family and close friends gathered at the courthouse promptly at 9:45am on the 17th to witness the adoption.
Everyone was asked to stand when Judge Nixon entered the courtroom. “Please be seated” the judge said looking into the smiling faces of what represented grand-parents, parents, aunts, uncles, cousins and guardians to Angelica who was at the center of the day’s proceedings.
When everyone was seated the judge turned her attention to the folder containing Bette’s petition. She flipped through the pages and found everything in order including Bette’s financials, her work history, and several personal and professional references to her character.
She’d read through Roberta Collier’s report in advance and highlighted in yellow a few areas that she wanted to clarify. She opened to the first item and addressed Bette. “Ms. Elizabeth Porter, will you please approach the bench.”
Bette was holding Angie on her lap, so she stood up and handed her to Tina. Bette didn’t know what one wore to an adoption hearing, so she spent most of the night before agonizing over it until Tina suggested that she wear what she was most comfortable in. For Bette that was her signature designer power pants suits, and cufflinked silk shirts. However, Mama B wore outfits that she didn’t mind getting drooled on which consisted mostly of yoga pants and tank tops or jeans with a casual shirt.
She finally settled on a navy-blue pencil skirt suit set with a white silk tank top. She wore her shoulder length naturally curly hair down and applied light make-up. The double piercing earrings were diamond studs on top and small gold hoops below. She and Tina had decided to wear their matching 18K gold chains with a heart shaped pendant inscribed with the letter A for Angelica. They’d had them made on a whim while browsing jewelry stores for engagement rings.
“Good morning Ms. Porter.”
“Good morning your honor.”
“We are here today to render your petition for the second parent adoption of your daughter Angelica Marie Porter-Kennard.”
“Yes, your honor.”
Judge Nixon smiled at the beautiful woman that stood before her. She could see that Bette was nervous, so she immediately put her mind at ease.