A/N: You guys are going to hate me but this isnt that long, I just needed
to cut it off there for the next chapter. Thank you all for reading and
reveiwing. Please send your condolences to Jeb, LadyRavenn boyfriend lost a
grandparent and its so hard to lose someone in your family. If you feel bad
during this story think how bad he must feel and how much you could
brighten his day! His email addy is under " My Sisters Best Friend", a
story by LadyRaven. Thank you all so much. ~ Jess
Chapter 16
Lizzies eyes traveled all over the clear, plastic box which contained her newborn. Thoughts raced through her mind as she seen all of the tubes running from her daughter. All she could think about was how she would probably never get a chance to see her wedding day...to have children and experiance this wonderful bond she shared that can only be described by having it and how she wouldnt be able to grow into the wonderful woman that she knew her infant could become. She would miss out on so much exploring and new experiances that it made her heart twist with guilt.
" You should talk to her sweetie...she seems to really like that." Gordo told her as he stood behind her once she sat in the chair on the left side of the incubator.
" Hey baby..." She whispered with a sad smile.
The doctor gently reached through and picked up the small baby, placing her in Lizzies arms. Gordo stroked the side of her small cheek as tears were in his eyes.
" Are you sure that this is the best thing? Are you really sure?" She wondered aloud as she stared down into the life that she had created.
" Im sorry to say so, its still up to you about what you would like to take place but she shouldnt have to suffer like this. Its been a couple of days now and she is only getting worse."
" Gordo...I cant pull her through hell now when there is only a small chance, I cant let her experience this much pain when shes older. Not when I have the chance to let her be with God and who helped create her..." She sobbed.
" What are you saying? Youre going to do this just because she will grow up with a mental disorder?" Gordo stated in a way that he didnt mean it to be said.
" No!" She snapped a look at him in disgust. " Honey, she is suffering so much. If there was a greater chance...I just cant keep coming here and watching her go through all of this."
" We never discussed what we would baptize her as..."
" I think she should be baptized Jewish." Lizzie stated as she grabbed his hand as he leaned down and put his chin on her head.
He could only nod in slight agreement as they spent what time they could with their child before they couldnt see her until they passed on.
Chapter 16
Lizzies eyes traveled all over the clear, plastic box which contained her newborn. Thoughts raced through her mind as she seen all of the tubes running from her daughter. All she could think about was how she would probably never get a chance to see her wedding day...to have children and experiance this wonderful bond she shared that can only be described by having it and how she wouldnt be able to grow into the wonderful woman that she knew her infant could become. She would miss out on so much exploring and new experiances that it made her heart twist with guilt.
" You should talk to her sweetie...she seems to really like that." Gordo told her as he stood behind her once she sat in the chair on the left side of the incubator.
" Hey baby..." She whispered with a sad smile.
The doctor gently reached through and picked up the small baby, placing her in Lizzies arms. Gordo stroked the side of her small cheek as tears were in his eyes.
" Are you sure that this is the best thing? Are you really sure?" She wondered aloud as she stared down into the life that she had created.
" Im sorry to say so, its still up to you about what you would like to take place but she shouldnt have to suffer like this. Its been a couple of days now and she is only getting worse."
" Gordo...I cant pull her through hell now when there is only a small chance, I cant let her experience this much pain when shes older. Not when I have the chance to let her be with God and who helped create her..." She sobbed.
" What are you saying? Youre going to do this just because she will grow up with a mental disorder?" Gordo stated in a way that he didnt mean it to be said.
" No!" She snapped a look at him in disgust. " Honey, she is suffering so much. If there was a greater chance...I just cant keep coming here and watching her go through all of this."
" We never discussed what we would baptize her as..."
" I think she should be baptized Jewish." Lizzie stated as she grabbed his hand as he leaned down and put his chin on her head.
He could only nod in slight agreement as they spent what time they could with their child before they couldnt see her until they passed on.