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Louis said, putting his arm around me, "we live. We love. We figure it out as we go."
"Sounds messy," Katie said.
"It will be," I agreed. "Very messy. But worth it."
Will made a little sound in his sleep. A happy sound, maybe. Or a hungry one. Who knows with babies.
But whatever it was, it was ours.
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That night, after Katie went to bed, after Will woke up twice to eat, Louis and I sat on the back porch.
The garden was dark. The stars were out. The house was quiet.
"A son," Louis said. "We have a son."
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