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Chapter 52

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"Maya, stop trying to eat the sand," I said, gently pulling her hand away from her mouth for the third time in five minutes.

"She's like a little vacuum cleaner," Thomas laughed, settling down next to me on the beach blanket. "Everything goes straight into her mouth."

"Including sand, seaweed, and this shell." I rescued a small conch shell from her grasp just as it was heading for her lips.

"At least she's not crying anymore," Sam said, jogging back from the water's edge with his bucket full of shells. "Remember when we first got here and she screamed for like ten minutes?"

"She'd never seen the ocean before," Thomas said. "Can you imagine? All that noise and movement and salt smell. It must have been overwhelming."

Maya, now eleven months old and crawling everywhere, seemed to have adjusted to beach life just fine. She was currently attempting to grab a seagull that was pecking at sandwich crumbs a few feet away.

"No, baby," I said, scooting over to redirect her attention. "That bird
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    "Maya Reid?" The nurse called from the doorway, smiling at Maya, who was charming everyone in the waiting room by clapping and babbling at the fish tank."That's us," I said, gathering Maya's diaper bag and the folder of questions I'd prepared. Thomas had insisted I limit myself to one page, but somehow it had grown to three.Dr. Eve James's office was different from what I'd expected. Instead of sterile medical equipment everywhere, it looked like a playroom with medical degrees on the walls. Maya immediately spotted a basket of toys and started reaching for them."She can play with those," Dr. James said, settling behind her desk. "I find it's easier to talk when little hands are busy.""Thank you for seeing us so quickly," Thomas said."Of course. I've reviewed Maya's test results and her medical history. I must say, for a fifteen-month-old with CF, she looks remarkably healthy.""She does?""Absolutely. Her weight is perfect, her lung sounds are clear, and from what I can see, she

  • Divorcing my dead sister’s husband    Chapter 53

    "Mrs. Reid? This is Dr. Mills's office. Could you come in today to discuss Maya's test results?" I felt my stomach drop. "Today? Can't you just tell me over the phone?" "Dr. Mills prefers to discuss results in person. Would three o'clock work?" "I... yes. Three is fine." I hung up and stared at my phone, my hands shaking. In-person meetings were never good news. If everything was normal, they would have just called and said so. "Who was that?" Thomas asked, walking into the kitchen with Maya on his hip. "Dr. Mills's office. They want us to come in today to discuss the test results." "Today?" Thomas's face went pale. "That's not good." "That's what I thought." Maya babbled something and reached for my face, completely oblivious to the tension in the room. "It could be nothing," Thomas said, but his voice didn't sound convinced. "In-person meetings are never nothing." "Let's not panic until we know what we're dealing with." "I'm not panicking." "You're gripping that coffe

  • Divorcing my dead sister’s husband    Chapter 52

    "Maya, stop trying to eat the sand," I said, gently pulling her hand away from her mouth for the third time in five minutes."She's like a little vacuum cleaner," Thomas laughed, settling down next to me on the beach blanket. "Everything goes straight into her mouth.""Including sand, seaweed, and this shell." I rescued a small conch shell from her grasp just as it was heading for her lips."At least she's not crying anymore," Sam said, jogging back from the water's edge with his bucket full of shells. "Remember when we first got here and she screamed for like ten minutes?""She'd never seen the ocean before," Thomas said. "Can you imagine? All that noise and movement and salt smell. It must have been overwhelming."Maya, now eleven months old and crawling everywhere, seemed to have adjusted to beach life just fine. She was currently attempting to grab a seagull that was pecking at sandwich crumbs a few feet away."No, baby," I said, scooting over to redirect her attention. "That bird

  • Divorcing my dead sister’s husband    Chapter 51

    "You look like you're about to throw up," Thomas said, finding me in the kitchen staring at an email on my phone. "I might." "What's wrong?" I turned the phone toward him. "Read this." Thomas took the phone and scrolled through the email, his eyebrows rising. "Holy shit, Daniela. They're offering you a partnership?" "Language," I said automatically, even though Maya was napping and Sam was at school. "Sorry. Holy crap. They're offering you a partnership?" "Full partnership. My name on the door, profit sharing, the works." "That's incredible. Why do you look like someone died?" I sat down at the kitchen table and put my head in my hands. "Because I don't know if I want it." "What do you mean you don't know if you want it? This is what you've been working toward for years." "Is it?" Thomas sat down across from me. "Talk to me. What's going on in your head?" "Everything. Nothing. I don't know." I looked up at him. "When I started at the firm, partnership was the goal. It was

  • Divorcing my dead sister’s husband    Chapter 50

    The gavel came down, and it was official. Sam launched himself at Thomas, who caught him in a bear hug that lasted a full minute. "I love you, Dad," Sam said, and Thomas started crying. "I love you too, son." I joined their hug, and for a moment, we just stood there in the middle of the courtroom, holding each other and crying happy tears. "Congratulations," Judge Williams said, coming down from the bench. "I've been doing this for twenty years, and that essay is one of the most moving things I've ever heard in my courtroom." "Thank you," I said. "For everything." "It was my pleasure. You have a wonderful family." Outside the courthouse, we took pictures on the steps. Sam couldn't stop grinning, and neither could Thomas. "How does it feel?" I asked Sam. "Different. Good different. Like everything just became more official." "You're Sam Reid now." "I'm Sam Reid now." "And Thomas?" "Best day of my life," he said, still emotional. "Except for the day I married you and the da

  • Divorcing my dead sister’s husband    Chapter 49

    "Are you nervous?" I asked Sam as we sat in the courthouse hallway, waiting for our case to be called. "A little." "About what?" "About talking to the judge. What if I say something wrong?" "You won't say anything wrong. Just tell the truth." "What if the truth isn't good enough?" Thomas leaned forward in his chair. "Sam, the truth is that you want me to be your dad legally, and I want to be your dad legally. That's all the judge needs to hear." "But what about my birth certificate and stuff? Will it still say Alex is my father?" "No," our lawyer, Mrs. Patterson, said, joining our conversation. "Once the adoption is finalized, you'll get a new birth certificate with Thomas listed as your father. It'll be like he was always your dad from the beginning." "Really?" "Really." Sam considered this. "Will I still be Sam Harrison?" "That's up to you," Thomas said. "You can keep Harrison, or you can change it to Reid, or you can hyphenate it. Whatever you want." "What do you want?

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