She was a barely-out-of-school forensic anthropologist, he a talented diagnostician. She was getting ready
to go to Africa for a year, he just got an amazing offer from some hospital in New Jersey. She was emotionally
unavailable, he a snarky jackass who hid his feelings with sarcasm.
No way could they raise a child. It was these reasons that they had made this decision... there was no other way.
The mother felt a tug on her hand- the one that was in her boyfriend's grasp. Giving their newborn daught one last look, she followed him out of the hospital and out of her offspring's life. Annabelle would be happy with the Micheals'; much happier than with her. She just wasn't mother material, just like he wasn't father material... but she'd be damned if they hadn't made one beautiful baby together.
