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Craig felt better about waiting out the storht choice for the baby’s sake, just until the dark clouds dissipated, and yet, he kneould have beenthere, in a tiny little three-walled shack, seely alone in the world with Amelia Grace, feltintimate Personal

“I have a question I’ve been wanting to ask you, but don’t want to open any doors,” she said as the silence settled around them on their bench for thich was just a few painted two-by-fours nailed to four wooden legs She settled against the wall behind them and as she leaned back her T-shirt settled around the se in her belly

That little luh to knock the air out of hi to keep doors closed

He wanted to reassure her that he would comply with her request, but couldn’t speak for a second so he nodded He’d do whatever she needed He knew that

Didn’t mean it would be easy

Or pleasant

“Why did you want to know the sex of the baby?”

Hed her to let hiht where he wanted to be

“Honestly?” The words came because the question had an answer And because he wouldn’t let hi it “So that when I’m in town, years from now, and see a boy that reminds me of my father, or pictures I’ve seen of irl Or vice versa, if I see a girl that looks like pictures I’ve seen of my mother”

Turning her head along the wall, she glanced at hiazes locked as she studied hi Wished it hard

“I know I’ to wonder,” he added softly “At least if I know the sex of the child, I’ll only wonder for the half the population”

There The whole truth She’d asked

And looked away at that last response

He had no know idea what she’d been seeking