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Chapter 1

Everything was just stating to get better. Our parents died three months ago and everything is starting to get better now. We survived Christmas and my birthday (the big 2 0), Soda dropping out of school and now we're sitting here on Valentine's day just hanging out doing nothing with the gang. As usual Mickey's on TV and I'm just sitting in my chair (that was my dad's before he died) reading the paper. We don't really celebrate Valentine's Day, I mean every year mom would get us a card and a small give like some candy or something but now we don't really. I mean Soda got Sandy, his girlfirend, some flowers and stuff like that but that's about it.

We were just sitting there when the door bell rang. Nobody got up so finally I got up to get it "Don't all jump at once" I said to them and of course they ignored me. I walked over to the door and pulled it open. Nobody was there so I went to close it when I heard a sound. I looked down and there was a small basket with a note attached to it. I was confused by this but I picked up the basket anyway. I took it and set it on the kitchen table and pulled off the note it read:

Dear Darry,

I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I figured that since your parents just died that I'd give you some time before piling all this on you. I know that I should have told you but I couldn't work up the nerve and then when I heard your parents died I really couldn't. But I waited as long as I could but now I have to tell you. This is our daughter Isabella Rhea. She was born September 19, 1966 and weighed 7 pounds 15.9 ounchs and was 20 inches long.

I know that I didn't tell you for five months, wait 14 mounth. I didn't tell you I was pregnant cause I thought I would be able to take care of her but now I know I can't. I now wish I would have told you sooner and maybe Isabella would have been able to meet her grandparents. I'm sorry again Darry but I know she'll be better off with you. You can always call social services if you can't don't think you can do it. Take care of our daughter Darry.

Love,
Anna

I couldn't believe what I had just read. I have a five month old baby that I didn't even know about? I barely thought I could take care of Pony and Soda but now a baby too. We were just getting by as it is but now a baby too? I pulled the blanket down and peered into the basket where Isabella was sleeping. Right then any doubt that I had about this was gone. Just looking at her made me smile. She looked so peaceful. She had a lot of hair for a baby, it was brown. I was snapped out of my thoughts by the guys yellig at me.

"Darry what are you doing?" Soda asked

"Yeah Dar, who was at the door?" Pony said

"What?" I asked as I snapped back to reality

"What ya got there Dar?" Two-bit asked

"Two-bit quiet down" I said and they all wandered over

"Holy" Soda started "Dar, where'd the baby come from?"

"Well Soda when two people love each other..." Two-bit started

"Shut up Two-bit" Soda said

"Dar, what's with the baby?" Pony asked. I was lost staring at my beautiful baby girl, that I didn't even hear him. I was so taken back by all this yet I'm glad that she's here. God know what would have happened if she went to some orphanage or something.

"Wow" Soda finally said

"What?" Dally asked

"The note" Soda said

"Lemme read, lemme read!" Two-bit shouted

"Guys quiet down she's sleeping" I said. Soda handed Two-bit the letter and everyone went to sit down in the living room. I figured that they were passing the note around but I didn't care I was just thinking about Isabella.

"Darry" Soda said

"Hey do y'all know if mom kept the baby stuff we used for Pony?" I asked

"I think the crib is in the garage I'll go check" Soda said and walked out to the garage.

"She was born in September so that makes her 5 months" Pony said

"Yeah" I said

"Hey Dar there's a crib, stroller, and some boxes that I think have clothes in 'em out there" Soda said

"We should probably put the crib up" I said

"Ok" Soda said "Steve help me get it"

"Ok" he said

"I'll bring in the boxes!" Two-bit said

"I guess some boy clothes will have to do until we get to the store Dar." Pony said

"Yeah we should probably go to the store tomorrow" I said picking up the basket and setting it on the coffee table now.

"She sure is cute" Johnny said

"Yeah she kinda looks like you Dar" Pony said

"Dose she look like her mom?" Johnny asked

"A little" I said. Really I didn't know Anna for that long we were together for a little bit, not very long. She was a nice girl, I guess she just couldn't handle the pressure and streess of parenthood. Like I know what I'm talking about. I've only been Pony and Soda's gaurdian for three months and look what I've done. Let Soda drop out of school. It's not like they need a babysitter all the time. They're big boys and can take care of them selves. All I do is feed 'em, make sure they stay clean and health, and keep a roof over our heads. And what kinda example is this? I tell them not to do this kinda stuff even though I have and look what happens. I get stuck with a baby, who won't ever know her mother. Don't think that I don't like her, I love Isabella even if I just met her. I just think it's sad that she probably won't know her own mother.

Soda and Steve finally got the crib in the house and set up, with the help of Two-bit, Johnny, and Pony. Oh and of course Dally supervised while I just sat ther with Isabella and thought of all the things that I'd have to get tomorrow and was mentally making a list

Diapers
Wipes
Clothes
Baby soap
Baby lotian
Sheets for the crib
Some toys
Bottles
Formula
Blankets
Onesies
I wonder if she eats food yet? She probably does
Baby Cereal
Baby food

and so on and so forth. I went on and on thinking and finally was snapped out of my thoughts by a soft cry. I looked down and Isabella was now awake and crying. Not a normal baby cry but just a soft I'm awake hold me cry. I picked her up out of her basket and held her in my arms. People say one of the happiest moments of your life is holding your baby in your arms for the first time. I now know why they say that. Even though I was 19 when she was born and haven't even seen her until now I'm still happier than ever. Holding her in my arms and looking at her sweet face made my heart melt. I know that's not a tuff thing to say but that's exactly how I felt. She smiled up and me and I smiled back at my little princess.