My mom and him goo-goo eyed over each other, Ethan told dad jokes, I did my homework… Had I made it up? My memory of it had become foggy in the deta...ls. Could I forget if I tried? Is that what he was doing? It was only the sensation of him in my body that made me question the lie I was trying to tell myself.My mom called up from the bottom of the stairs. “Harper come here a moment!”Oh god. She knew, she hated me, I’d broken her heart, ruined her dreams. I came down to her. She was in her same. But in this moment he just began fucking me, making the bed bounce so his father would know he has become a cuckold for sure. Then I heard a voice, “Oh my Marsha, how could you ever live with such a tiny dicklet all these years. I bet you are glad to have finally found a real man to fuck you. Are you glad you have a daddy who can make you scream, who can fuck you like a man should fuck his woman?” I was shocked to hear talking, Brian’s voice would be recognized, but this wasn’t Brian’s voice. I. ”no expectations I whispered to myself….no expectations.” I grabbed my bag and walked off the plane unencumbered by the earlier hoard. I walked off the plane with a confident stride, at least in my own mind. She would be waiting in baggage claim if anywhere…I’m not sure if I slowed down or sped up. I’m sure I followed the signs but felt like I was on autopilot. My eyes caught her as I walked through the last little passage. My heart skipped a beat. She hadn’t caught me yet so I was able to take. Aye Dios Mio! Where do they get these kids, Rosanna muttered to herself. As she neared Room 111, she heard the unmistakable sound of Solace singing. Her smooth tones sent shivers through Rosanna’s entire body. She stopped in the entrance to the room and beheld a sight that would stay in her mind’s eye forever. In the midst of a cheerfully-lit, brightly-colored room filled with stuffed animals and toys of every description, sat Solace cradling a tiny, wrapped bundle of newborn. Rosanna could.
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