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I walk out of his office and head straight for the coffee While it brews, I stew in ry about this? Mostly it’s because I feel left out I feel like he’s got another life without ets all about what’s waiting here for hi cup after cup of coffee as I think about this What should I do? Should I ignore it and let hiets ho is on the up and up with hio to the Black Bash and figure it out forme out of my introspection, and when I look up at the stove for the ti here for hours

The phone rings again, so I reach for it and press accept before looking at the caller "Hello"

"Grace," Kristi says, all out of breath on the other line

"Kristi! Oh my God, I’"

"Well," she says with a smile--I can totally see that sht irl and I’m so excited, I can’t stop ht to myself, ‘I need to tell Grace She’s the best friend I have these days and I need to tell Grace’"

"A" God, I feel so selfish and awful I haven’t thought about Kristi in weeks "I should’ve been there Do you want me to come now? I can help you out at home if you want"

The baby hs with contenth my heart

"No, no, no," she says quickly "You just stay home and take care of yourself, Kinsella Or should I call you Asher now?"

Well, that’s the question of the day "Better stick with Kinsella for now"

"I’d love for you to visit when you’re ready, but there’s no rush" The baby starts to cry for real now, and there’s soht be a nurse--telling Kristi she has to hang up "I gotta go, Grace But I wanted you to be the first person I called"

"Wait" I stop her fro up "What’s her name?"

"Oh, I’m so silly! Of course Her nah

And then she quickly says goodbye again and ends the call