"… and Kevin got married to Scotty, it was so beautiful." Nora ended her rant about how she's been lately.
"So now it's only the small one left?" Emily Craft asks, at least caring a little bit.
"Left? Well, Sarah's not married anymore…"
"But she's given you grandbabies, so that one's checked, right?"
Nora laughs. That's not true. She was three amazing grand children, and Kitty's pretty much on the way. She hasn't really thought about getting any more, Justin's not really the family father type, and Kevin is… not into uterus provided people. She also thought Kevin wasn't the marrying type, and he proved her wrong there. Maybe one day…
"Nora?" Emily is practically screaming in the restaurant. "Where did you go?"
"I was just thinking…" Nora starts, slowly. "Maybe Kevin and Scotty will have a baby one day."
"Of course they will. I wouldn't be surprised if they beat your little republican and her hubby to it. Once those gays gets settled, they're nesting worse than a sparrow in love."
"No way!" Nora "They are still getting used to being a couple, a married couple. Kevin is no way near ready to be a father."
"Now let me ask you one thing, there." Emily leans in over the table. "How long were you married before you got preggers?" She makes a pause, and then continues. "Mh-hm. You see? Imagine that little gay sparrow, laying its eggs in Momma Nora's capable hands. You have a new one to spoil before you can say same-sex adoption." Emily finishes and drinks the last of her margerita. She takes the pitcher and pours herself another one.
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Nora is sitting in her nice and comfy easy chair, reading a book that turned out to be much better than she expected. Or at least, that's what she thinks she might think, when she can actually concentrate on reading it.
Since that dinner with Emily Craftlast night, she can't stop thinking about Kevin and Scotty, and that they might have a child. They didn't expect the wedding, but it happened, and nothing could seem more right. So what is stopping this from happening? Not credibility, not anymore.
She would absolutely love to have more grand babies, and to see Kitty and Kevin have one at the same time, that would be amazing. Lizzie only a year or two older. They would have such an amazing childhood.
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"Mom?" Kevin walks into the house, closing the door behind him. "Mom!?" He walks into the kitchen. No sign of anyone. "Justin?" He places the big white envelope that he's been carrying on the counter. He finds a post-it pad in a drawer and writes a note.
Mom, Can you get this to Kitty? Love, Kevin
He sticks the note to the envelope and leaves for work.
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Nora looks at the envelope. She wonders what it is. She's touched it, squeezed it and held it up against a lamp to try and see through it, but nothing. Now it's laying there in front of her, and it's teasing her.
She looks at the clock. She has to leave for lunch with Kitty in fifteen minutes, and she knows Kitty will not tell her what's in the envelope. Nora wrinkles her nose and opens it. Whatever, she can find a new one in William's study and put it in.
She almost falls down when she sees what it is. Adoption forms and loads of legal papers, all concerning adoption. The last paper is a handwritten note saying that the application should be sent in with letters of recommendation from up to five adults.
Emily Craftwas right! These papers wheren't possibly Kitty and Robert's, they must have done this weeks ago. Kevin wants Kitty to write a letter of recommendation. Just then she realizes. She hasn't been asked to write one. How could they not want her words? She's his mother.
Before she has time to get into it too much, she has to find a new envelope. Place the papers there, give them to Kitty, and pretend that nothing happened. She knows nothing. Nothing.