"So what are you going to do?" Bling asked a few hours later, McKenzie was finally fed, changed, dressed and sleeping in the guest room. They were preparing another meal after cleaning up the one Logan put on the floor.
"Well, I can't send her to an orphanage, but I should be able to arrange for someone to adopt her."
"But I thought the note asked you not to give her away, she's such a sweet baby."
"I can't have a child here. I don't know anything about babies! I didn't even baby-sit when I was a teenager." Logan thumped a tomato he was going to chop on the table for emphasis, squishing it. "Oops. So much for the salad, that was the last tomato."
"Logan, most new fathers don't know anything about babies. In fact, I know some people who were even afraid to pick up their child when they were first born."
"That's silly. I know babies aren't that fragile. But still, I can't have a child."
"Why not?" Bling asked, moving into the dining room. "What's wrong with you having a child?"
"What will my family think, for starters."
"Who cares what they think. If Max were here, she'd kick your butt for even thinking that."
"But..."
"Logan. Why don't you give her a couple of days? See how it works out. Maybe McKenzie's mother will come back."
"Maybe..." he mumbled, taking a bite of his dinner. Bling looked at the clock, it was almost nine.
"Well I hate to eat and run, but I should be going. Give it a couple of days. You have lots of people to help you; we're just a phone call away."
"Alright. A couple of days." After Bling left, Logan cleaned up the dishes. He went to check on McKenzie, who was still sleeping. Looking at the clock, he realized it was after ten, and he suddenly felt really tired.
Logan made sure McKenzie was alright once again, and then went to bed.

Logan was woken suddenly. McKenzie was crying! He grabbed his glasses and got out of bed as quickly as he could. Glancing at his alarm clock, he noticed it was 2 am. He went down the hall to the guest room and got the baby off the bed, then took her to the kitchen for a bottle. Remembering Original Cindy's words, Logan didn't microwave it, but warmed it in a pot on the stove. Once she got the milk into her mouth, McKenzie calmed down. She closed her eyes and appeared to go back to sleep, but suddenly they opened and she looked directly at Logan.
Then he saw what Original Cindy had seen...

To Be Continued...