Fran knocked on C.C.'s door. C.C. opened it and embraced her. Fran
had been sobbing all night. They sat down on the edge of C.C.'s bed, and
Fran told her story.
"I called Maxwell again" she said shakily, "because I had decided I wanted to forgive him. He said that he didn't know if he could forgive me. I asked why, and he said I put him through some sort of pain in the last hour. I said I didn't owe him any apology. And then he said- Oh god- he said-." Fran sobbed again, her head on C.C.'s shoulder.
C.C. rubbed her arm and said gently, "what did he say hun? What did he say?"
"He said he wanted a divorce!!" she cried. C.C. gasped and hugged her tightly. Fran then pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from her pocket. She handed it to C.C., who gently opened it.
Dear Francine,
Hello. Do you remember us? We are Sarah's parents. I know we said we wouldn't take legal action on preventing you from adopting Brighton, Maggie, and Grace, but we got a phone call from Maxwell and reconsidered. You two will battle for custody of the children I'm sure, but with us backing up Maxwell he'll probably get them, along with the twins. If you decide to not fight us, we think that would be a very wise choice. We do not want to embarrass you. We will work out a plan about when and when you can't see the kids. This might shock you, but we know and you know this is the right thing to do.
Thankyou,
Frank and Harriet
C.C. dropped it on the floor and held Fran who was sobbing uncontrollably, and said through gritted teeth, "those bastards."
"Don't worry Fran," she said softly, "If you and Maxwell do decide to get a divorce I will help you win the custody of those kids. God knows I've known him longer then you have, and when Sarah died he was a mess. That's probably why Grace went into therapy, and you got her out of it. They should be with you, not him."
Fran nodded her head and joked, "how did you remember Grace's name?"
"I've always known the childrens names, Fran. Hell, I even love them. But I just distance myself from children because of Jes- never mind. I'll help you through this any way I can." Said C.C., trying to block her baby's face from her mind.
"Thanks" said Fran.
"Your most certainly welcome" replied C.C., and hugged her friend once more.
"I called Maxwell again" she said shakily, "because I had decided I wanted to forgive him. He said that he didn't know if he could forgive me. I asked why, and he said I put him through some sort of pain in the last hour. I said I didn't owe him any apology. And then he said- Oh god- he said-." Fran sobbed again, her head on C.C.'s shoulder.
C.C. rubbed her arm and said gently, "what did he say hun? What did he say?"
"He said he wanted a divorce!!" she cried. C.C. gasped and hugged her tightly. Fran then pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from her pocket. She handed it to C.C., who gently opened it.
Dear Francine,
Hello. Do you remember us? We are Sarah's parents. I know we said we wouldn't take legal action on preventing you from adopting Brighton, Maggie, and Grace, but we got a phone call from Maxwell and reconsidered. You two will battle for custody of the children I'm sure, but with us backing up Maxwell he'll probably get them, along with the twins. If you decide to not fight us, we think that would be a very wise choice. We do not want to embarrass you. We will work out a plan about when and when you can't see the kids. This might shock you, but we know and you know this is the right thing to do.
Thankyou,
Frank and Harriet
C.C. dropped it on the floor and held Fran who was sobbing uncontrollably, and said through gritted teeth, "those bastards."
"Don't worry Fran," she said softly, "If you and Maxwell do decide to get a divorce I will help you win the custody of those kids. God knows I've known him longer then you have, and when Sarah died he was a mess. That's probably why Grace went into therapy, and you got her out of it. They should be with you, not him."
Fran nodded her head and joked, "how did you remember Grace's name?"
"I've always known the childrens names, Fran. Hell, I even love them. But I just distance myself from children because of Jes- never mind. I'll help you through this any way I can." Said C.C., trying to block her baby's face from her mind.
"Thanks" said Fran.
"Your most certainly welcome" replied C.C., and hugged her friend once more.