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    "I’m sorry," she signs, "I’ll move them."

    "We have to be ready for our adoption agent to come over and look our place over."

    "I know babe, I’m just frazzled with this whole adoption thing and the new semester about to start. Nadia is supposed to come pick these boxes up and take them to the school for the first day. I’ll text her."

    "Good."

    Jodi and I had been together for about four years. We met after I first moved to California, on campus at California University where she teaches while I had worked to get my Master’s. We were friends at first then we hooked up and have been together ever since. She was an artist as well, working in mostly metals and scuplture. We were expecting someone from the adoption agency to come over and approve our home as a suitable living environment for us to have a child in. We’d talked many times about children. I wanted them and she was a little reluctant, but I swayed her. Our talent and my understanding of her hearing disability helped us to grow together.

    "Don’t forget she’ll be here at around two. So I need you here before then, ok," I sign.

    "Yes, of course, I’ll be here," she signed and spoke, with a little bit of reluctance in her tone.

    "Are you sure you want to do this? I mean your sour and reluctant attitude towards it is making doubt we’re ready. And it makes me doubt you wanting a family."

    "Of course I want a family. I’d do anything for you."

    "I don’t want you to do this for me, I want you to do this for us."

    "What’s the difference," she sighed and practically yelled at me.

    "You know what if you don’t want this, there’s the fucking door," I signed and pointed.

    "Babe don’t say that," she signed in retreat, "I want this for us. Don’t worry, I will be here."

    I went into work for half a day for a meeting for a new show. This was going to be the best show yet and if I pulled it off, I’d most definitely be the director of the CAC. I would have to talk to Peggy about a strategy for stealing "Provocations" from The Met. It wasn’t going to be easy, but it was possible to book this show.

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    Comments

    1. Totally agree with Jackiee1. Bette run like hell. Get the bitch out of your life, you know she does not want to do this and your life would be miserable which is not good for a child. RUN FAST.

    2. You are one busy lady Miss Olivia. I appreciate all that you’ve shared and continue to share with us. I’m sorry for your pain. Post when you can 😘

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