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The song for the chapter is "Someone You Should Know" by Lisa Loeb.

Chapter 30 – Should've Seen that Coming

After hanging up from Edward's call I cried so hard my stomach muscles were aching. I'm not sure when I managed to cry myself to sleep, but the next thing I knew my alarm clock was going off and I was waking up with a tear soaked pillow.

I stumbled into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like shit. My eyes were swollen and bloodshot. My hair was in such a knotted mess that it took fifteen minutes to get it all brushed out before I could even take a shower and get ready to go to the doctor.

When I was getting ready to leave, I found Alice sitting at the kitchen table.

"Bella, how are you feeling this morning?"

"Like shit," I said honestly. "I don't think I got much sleep."

"I know you didn't. I take it you talked to Edward?"

I nodded my head, "How did you know?"

"You've been crying for him all night long. I just assumed. Anyway, I have the day off today, so I was thinking that we could spend the day together."

I shook my head. "I promised Jasper that I would head to the studio after I finish at the doctor's office."

Alice said reassuringly, "Don't worry about him. He knows what's going on. He suggested that you take the day off to get yourself together. You can get back at it again tomorrow. I'm sure the band could use a break as well."

"Well, I'm just going for my yearly exam and to get a refill on my birth control pills. It shouldn't take that long. Would you like to just come with me? After I'm done we can stop for brunch or something."

"That sounds like a great idea. Let me go put my shoes on."

Alice rode with me to the doctor's office. She decided to come in and sit in the waiting room for me to finish up. There were a few people sitting in the waiting room, but it wasn't overly crowded, so it wasn't that bad. I was handed a clipboard and told to fill out some new patient forms. By the time I was finished, they were calling me back into an exam room. This was much better than my old doctor.

Doctor Nadir Patel was a short little guy with thick glasses and a huge smile. If you based your assumptions on his name and his appearance, you would assume that he was from India or somewhere in that region of the world, so it really surprised me when he spoke with a slight Spanish accent. I couldn't help it; I had to ask him where he was from. He told me that his parents were from India, but they lived in Mexico City from the time he was 2 years old until he was 17, then he moved to Seattle and had been there every since.

The doctor handed me a plastic cup and instructed me to provide a urine sample and then change into the paper vest and sheet that he sat out for me, which was the standard operating procedure. I was familiar with this. I was happy that the cup was a reasonable size this time. My other doctor used tiny little cups that were impossible to pee in without getting it all over my hands.

Once I was done, I headed back to my room, changed out of my clothes and waited for the doctor to return. Thankfully, it didn't take the doctor long. He came in and said, "So, Ms. Swan, what brings you to my office today?"

"I just moved into town and needed to get a new prescription for birth control pills. My other prescription ran out a few weeks ago, but I was moving and busy with my work, so I am just now getting around to dealing with it."

"That shouldn't be a problem. Let's get started with your breast exam. Please lay back and place your right hand behind your head."

I did as he instructed. He checked both of my breasts for abnormal lumps and then got ready to do the pelvic exam. He had just got me situated and sat down on his little stool when the nurse came into the room. "Dr. Patel, you may want to take a look at these results really quickly before you get started on the pap smear."

The doctor got up, took the file and replied, "Thank you, Jenny." He looked at some papers that were attached to the manila folder with my name on it. "Now this is interesting. Ms. Swan, how have you been feeling lately?"

"I've been a little tired, but I have been under a lot of stress, so that's to be expected."

"In the paperwork that you filled out, you said that you had your last menstrual cycle approximately four weeks ago, is that correct?"

"Yes. I think it was about four weeks ago."

"How was the flow? Do you remember if it was it heavy or light?"

"It was really light. Just a little spotting primarily, but that's normal for me when my pills run out. My hormones get all out of whack and then my periods get messed up. Why do you ask?"

"Well these test results say that you are pregnant, Ms. Swan. Have you been using other forms of birth control since you ran out of pills?"

My head was spinning. "I don't understand. There has to be a mistake. I haven't had sex since I ran out of pills. How could I be pregnant? You have to run the test again."

Dr. Patel called the nurse back in and asked her to go get the ultrasound machine set up. "Let's move into the other room and take a look. If we don't see anything with the ultrasound we will take some blood and send it off to the lab to get them to verify the results."

Dr. Patel handed me a hospital gown, which I put on quickly. I followed him down the hall to the room that contained the ultrasound machine. He typed some information on the screen while I laid back on the bed. He squirted some cold goo on my lower stomach and used the wand thing to locate some kind of blob on the screen.

"Ok, here is your right ovary. It looks good. Let's check the left one and then we will look at your uterus to see if we find anything." He moved the wand around and located my other ovary. He typed something and then moved the thing around again. He stopped, used the mouse to point at something on the screen, and then clicked something else. He moved the thing around again and pointed at something again.

"What is that? Is that my uterus?"

"No, Ms. Swan, this is your baby. According to this I would say that you are approximately 10 weeks along."

I felt light-headed. "No. No. That can't be. I take my pills every night before I go to bed. I never missed a pill. I don't understand how this could happen. Are you sure? Maybe I have a tumor or something."

The doctor laughed, "I'm sorry, Ms. Swan, but you are definitely pregnant. That is unmistakably a fetus on the screen."

"How can this happen if I've been taking my pills?"

"Some women develop an immunity when they take the same type of pills for a long period of time. There are some things, like strong antibiotics, that can reduce the pill's effectiveness."

My jaw dropped. "I've been taking the same brand of pills since I was 16 years old and I was on a bunch of antibiotics recently. I had a really bad ear infection that wouldn't go away. Shouldn't someone have told me that the antibiotics would make my birth control pills stop working? If I had known, I would have taken better precautions."

"The pharmacist should have said something when you picked up your prescription. Did you talk to the pharmacist when you picked up the antibiotics?"

I thought back. "No, I didn't pick up the prescription myself. Someone else got them for me. Would the pharmacist have told them?"

"Probably not. It would be an invasion of your privacy. They would have printed a warning and attached it to the bag that contained your prescription, though. Did you read the paperwork?"

I felt like I was going to be sick. "No. I didn't even look at it. I just opened the bag and threw it away. I never look at that stuff. It's usually just advertisements."

"That paperwork gives you important information, warnings, and potential side effects. You should always read that information closely, so you will know if something is going wrong."

The doctor wiped the goo off of my stomach and printed out a picture of a thing that looked like a little peanut. He handed me the picture and said, "This is the first picture of your new baby. I am going to have the nurse give you some material to read over. I recommend that you start a prenatal vitamin right away. Inside the information packet is a list of approved medications that you can take and a list of things to avoid, like cigarettes, alcohol, certain types of activities, and some foods. Read all of the information and make a list of your questions. I want to see you back in my office next month. As you get closer to your due date, I will need to see you more often."

I looked at the picture in my hand. He had typed across the top, "Baby Swan at 10 weeks." I couldn't believe it. I put my hand on my still flat stomach and said, "What am I going to do?"

The doctor game me a sympathetic look and said, "I suggest you discuss it with the baby's father and your family. It is not uncommon for unmarried women to have children these days. I can provide you with a list of counseling services that can help you come to terms with this. If you decide that you are not ready to raise a child, I can provide you with some information regarding adoption. I don't do abortions, so if that is something you are interested in, I would suggest you look elsewhere. "

The nurse handed me a folder filled with paperwork. I tucked the picture inside the folder and made my appointment for the following month. It was a good thing that they wrote the appointment time and date on a card or I wouldn't have remembered it. I was in shock and just going through the motions on autopilot.

When I opened the door to the waiting room, Alice held up my purse and said, "Your phone has been ringing off the hook. I thought it was Edward calling to apologize, so I ignored it. I hope you don't mind." She looked at me more closely and said, "Bella, are you ok? You don't look so good."

She followed me out of the doctor's office and into the parking lot. I stood there in a daze looking at the car before I realized that I needed to get the keys out of my purse. I think Alice was talking to me, but my brain wasn't processing what she was saying. I handed her the folder and sat my purse on the hood so I could look for the keys. When I found them I turned to find Alice standing there holding the picture with her mouth hanging open.

"Bella, does this mean what I think it means? Are you really pregnant?"

I think I nodded.

"Oh my God! Why didn't you tell me? This is so exciting! What does Edward think? It is his, isn't it?"

I broke out in sobs as I slumped to the ground, "Shit, Alice, what am I going to do? I can't tell Edward. We just broke up last night because I'm trying to adopt Lucy and he doesn't want any kids. Ever. You should hear the way he talks about them. It's like he's talking about rats or cockroaches or something. I can't call him and tell him that I'm pregnant. He would think it was all just some pathetic attempt to keep him around. He might even think that I did this on purpose to try to trap him."

Alice had her arms wrapped around me and she held me tight. "Don't worry, Bella. It will all work out. I promise you. You're not alone. We are here to help you. The first thing we need to do is get you something to eat and then we will go home and read through all of this information."

Alice took the keys from my hand and said, "You are in no emotional state to be driving. Let's get you buckled into the passenger seat. I'll drive."

She helped me in and made sure I was buckled securely before climbing into the driver's seat and adjusting everything to fit her tiny frame. A few minutes later we were on the road heading to Alice's favorite little bistro.

I couldn't say if the food was any good or not. I was just too overwhelmed to actually taste anything. The only reason I ate at all was because Alice kept telling me that I needed to. When we arrived back at the house, Alice and I sat at the dining table and sorted through all of the information that was in the folder. Alice made sure that I both read and understood everything on every page. Her unbridled enthusiasm helped me focus and get over the shock of it all. I don't know what I would have done without her.

"You know, Bella, this isn't such a bad thing, you know. I mean you are already ready to adopt Lucy, so it's not like you were opposed to having children. Now Lucy gets a little brother or sister. Instead of one kid, you get two."

I thought about what she said. "You know, Alice. I think you're right. I was already prepared to be a mother to Lucy, why should it bother me to be a mother to my own child as well? I don't need Edward's financial support, and he has made it blatantly clear that he doesn't want kids, so I don't see a reason for him to even have to know about it. I can deal with it on my own."

"You know Jasper and I will help out. I'm sure Rose and Emmett will help out too. You know how crazy he is over Lucy. What do you think your dad is going to say?"

"He's excited about Lucy. I think he'll be shocked, but in the end I think he'll be okay with it."

We started talking about my dad when my cell phone started ringing. I dug it out of my purse and saw that I had 6 missed calls, all from Clarence. I felt my heart clench. If Clarence was calling this much, something must be wrong with Lucy.

Without any additional thought, I called him back. "Hello? Clarence?"

"Oh, thank heavens," Clarence said. "I've been trying to reach you all morning."

"I'm sorry. I was at the doctor's office. What's wrong? Is Lucy ok?"

"Don't worry, Lucy is fine. It's Colleen. I don't know how else to tell you this, so I'll just say it. She's dead, Bella. Apparently she hung herself last night in the prison. I'm not sure how she did it; I was just told that it was done. They checked for signs of struggle and didn't find anything to indicate foul play, so they are listing it as a suicide."

"Oh my God! Why would she do something like that?"

"I don't know, Bella. I don't know what's going to happen to Colleen's body. Her lawyer is going to be contacting you sometime today to discuss the details. As of right now, I haven't told Lucy about it yet. She rarely asks about her mother, so I figured it would be okay to wait a little before involving her."

"I'll take care of everything. It's the least I can do for her. She must have been planning this for a few weeks. That's why she had the paperwork drawn up the way she did. She wasn't planning on living through all the treatments."

"I think you're right. I just hope that the good Lord can forgive her for her ways."

"I do too, Clarence. I do too."

The next few hours were a blur of activity. I got the phone call from Colleen's lawyer. She told me that Colleen had hung herself overnight. She said that before she did it, she apparently sat down and drew out Lucy's family tree, as far back as she could remember it and wrote what medical conditions each family member had and what they died from. She wrote out all about Lucy's birth and the kind of man Lucy's father was. She wrote about his death and how it affected them. She even wrote some stories about her childhood and her adult life before it got bad.

The lawyer went on to say that Colleen had written that she wanted to be cremated and have her ashes sprinkled in the water down in Key West. I told her that I would cover the expenses for the cremation and distribute the ashes myself. We discussed timeframes and details of when I needed to be there and when I didn't. She said that she could handle most of the details with the court for me, but I would have to make an appearance before the judge before they would turn over custody of Lucy to me. She suggested that I go down to the store and buy a car seat and have some supplies handy, because the car seat she was currently using belonged to her foster parents and she would have to leave that behind.

Alice called Jasper to let him know what was going on, while I called Rosalie. She insisted that Emmett go with me when I headed down to Florida to pick up Lucy. We weren't sure how long it was going to take to get everything accomplished, so Rosalie called and reserved the same apartment where we had stayed previously. "You know that the press is going to be all over this, Bella. You need to start thinking about what you're going to say if they ask questions. You know I will field as much as I can from here, but if you get stopped on the street, you need to be prepared."

"I really don't want to talk to them right now, Rose. Can't I just say that I was adopting her?"

"We can generalize it at first, but I think we need to prepare a more detailed press release that'll give them the information they're looking for and keep them from making wild accusations, like saying that you paid a guard to kill her or that you helped her plan her suicide so you could take her daughter. You know how crazy they can get. It probably wouldn't hurt to do a few interviews and talk about it. I think that if you are open and honest about it, it will blow over much faster than it will if it looks like you're hiding something."

"I think you're right Rose. Alice is setting up my flight. I'll have her book a ticket for Emmett too. Do you need me to come get him?"

"No, I'll bring him up there. We'll meet you at Alice's house in a few hours."

When I got off the phone with her, I started working on what I wanted written in the press release. By the time Rosalie and Emmett arrived, I had sketched out a brief notification stating that I was taking custody of a child that was recently orphaned and appreciated the media's discretion during our time of adjustment.

With that decided, I started packing and looking for my "Lucy List". I knew I had it written down, I just couldn't find the notebook that it was written on. Rosalie and Emmett arrived a few minutes after I found the list. I was so focused on what needed to be done with Lucy and Colleen's body that I completely forgot about telling any of them that I was pregnant, so it came as a shock when Alice came back from the store with a frame that said Baby's First Picture and placed the ultrasound picture inside.

Rosalie looked at the picture and said, "Bella, what the hell is this?"

"It's a 14-foot fishing boat. What do you think it is?"

Emmett looked at the picture and said, "Holy shit, Bella! When did this happen?"

"Apparently it happened while we were in New Orleans, if the doctor's calculations are right."

"What does Edward think about it?" Rosalie asked. "Are you going to make a public announcement?"

"No!" I said a little louder than I intended. "No public announcement! I just found out about this today. I haven't decided if I am going to tell Edward or not. We just officially called off our relationship last night. He is very adamant that he doesn't want any children, so I don't think I will be telling him about this little mix up any time soon."

"Bella, you know he is going to find out about it eventually. It's not like you can hide something like that," Jasper said.

"I plan on hiding it as long as possible. When I get as big as a house I will stop making appearances. I just hope I don't gain a lot of weight and get covered in stretch marks."

Jasper spoke up, "I know quite a few models that have kids and still look great. Look at Heidi Klum – she's had a litter, for heaven's sake! I'll make a few phone calls and see if I can get some tips on how to keep your shape and prevent stretch marks. I'll let you know," he said with a smile. "Don't worry. We'll keep you looking hot."

I hugged him. "Thank you, Jasper. I appreciate it. I guess it's a good thing I took all those naked pictures now, rather than later. Who knows how I'm going to look after this is all over?"

Emmett perked up. "Naked pictures? You took naked pictures? Where?"

Rosalie smacked him and said, "Ignore him, Bella. When is your due date?"

"Right now the doctor says March 1st, but he will measure again next month to see if he needs to adjust it."

"Have you gotten an estimate as to when your house will be done?" Emmett asked. "I'm sure it's going to get a little crowded here when you bring my little Lulu and all her things."

"Right now, they are projecting to be finished with everything by mid-October. If the weather is good, they might finish up faster than that. Even though I hate to start bad habits, I guess she can sleep with me until we get moved into our own place."

"That's only a couple of months," Alice said. "It's nothing to stress over. We'll be fine. I seriously doubt she has that much stuff anyway. I'll pick up some child safety locks and install them while you are gone. I'll also look into borrowing one of the emergency overflow toddler cots that we keep in storage up at the hospital. They are just sitting there collecting dust. If they don't mind me using one, I can shift some things around in your room and set it up."

"That would be great, Alice. Thank you."

"Don't thank me yet. I still have to find out if I can get one."

"No, not just that, thank you for everything, Alice. You've been a great friend." I gave her a hug and kissed her on the cheek. "I don't know what I would do without all of you," I said, hugging each one of them.

Once I got my emotions in check, Emmett and I loaded up my car and headed for the airport. I couldn't believe I was going to Florida to actually bring Lucy home! Once we got to the airport, we headed to the VIP lounge for first class passengers. It was actually pretty crowded, but people left us alone so it wasn't a big deal.

The flight was long, but it wasn't that bad because I was busy making notes about things I needed to look into when I got there, like whether or not it was legal to dump human ashes in the ocean in Key West. I figured I would need to find a boat and have someone take me pretty far out, because I wouldn't want some unsuspecting swimmers to be splashing around in Colleen's ashes. That would just be creepy. I also had to find out what I needed to do to pick up her personal effects and if she had any personal things in storage somewhere that I would have to deal with. I'd never asked her if she had anything. Surely she had Lucy's birth certificate and vaccination records somewhere.

That thought made me start listing the documents I wanted to get while I was down in Florida. If we couldn't find Lucy's birth certificate, I would have to go to the courthouse and get it. I had no idea if Lucy's shots were up to date or not, so I would have to find out. I also needed a copy of Lucy's social security card.

While I was listing the legal things I needed to accomplish, Emmett was making a list of the fun things he wanted to do with Lucy when we got her home and the toys he wanted to buy her. He even put another car seat on his list, just in case he had to take her somewhere.

"You know I'm going to be babysitting that little girl, right?" he said. "She will have to come spend some time with her Uncle Em and Aunt Rose. I think I can convince Rose to get Lucy her own little toy box to keep at our house. How old do girls have to be to play with Barbies?"

I had to laugh at his enthusiasm. "Emmett, why don't we just concentrate on what she needs right now, like a car seat, pull ups, wipes, clothes, pajamas, sippy cups, little spoons and forks, and maybe a few toys. When I move, then we can work on the bigger stuff, like furniture, a toy box, maybe a doll house or a toy kitchen."

That reminded me that I needed to call my dad and let him know what was going on and call Esme to let her know that I was definitely going to decorate one of the rooms for Lucy. I contemplated how I was going to go about decorating the other room to be a nursery for the baby without her finding out about it and telling Edward.

As I was thinking this through, it hit me… I was really going to have this baby. I was carrying a tiny little baby inside of my body that was going to keep growing every day. This child would be a constant reminder of the time I shared with Edward. I couldn't decide if that was a good thing or a bad thing. I truly thought that deep down inside I loved Edward, but apparently he didn't love me. Rather than allow myself to get upset over all that, I focused my attention on the more urgent task of dealing with Colleen and Lucy.

I called Clarence as soon as we landed to let him know that Emmett and I were in town and then called the lawyer to tell her the same. We checked into the hotel/apartment and got settled in while we waited for the lawyer to call me back with the contact information on who I needed to deal with at the prison. In the meantime, I contacted a few funeral homes in the area to find out who had the most reasonable rates for cremation and how long that would take. I found one that was willing to pick up the body from the prison as soon as it was released, and have it ready in 48 hours. Their prices were reasonable, so I told them that I would let them know as soon as I had additional instructions.

Dealing with the prison was a nightmare in its self. There was a ton of legal paperwork. They had to do an investigation and insisted on performing an autopsy to determine cause of death. They had to review all of her files and talk to the other inmates that were around her to see if they could find any sign that she was suicidal. They were even considering trying to keep the notes she left because they were considered evidence in the investigation. Just as Rosalie suspected, they were even investigating me to see if I had told her to kill herself. It was absolutely ridiculous.

In the meantime, the lawyer set a date for me to go before the judge regarding Lucy's custody. She pulled some strings and was able to set the date for one week from that day. She said if all went well, I would be able to leave the courthouse with Lucy in my arms and take her home with me to Seattle.

While I had the lawyer on the phone, I asked her about getting Lucy's birth certificate and social security information. She said I would have to wait until after my court date so I had paperwork saying that I had legal rights to get copies of that information. She instructed me where I would need to go and what I needed to do once I had the paper from the judge.

When I asked her about the shot records, she gave me a list of free clinics and agencies that provided vaccinations at no charge. She suggested I call them and see if any of them had record of Colleen or Lucy. It took two days to track down Lucy's shot records, but I finally managed it.

On the following Monday, Colleen's body was released from the prison, so the funeral home picked her up. I was also able to pick up her personal effects, including her letters and notes to me. Clarence came over with Lucy so he and I could read through it all together, while Emmett kept her entertained. I was especially touched by a small note she had written to Lucy.

Dear Lucia,

I know they are probably calling you Lucy now. That's ok with me. I like Lucy better than Lucia anyway.

I am writing you this letter to tell you to be a good girl. Don't fight with your new mom. She is a good woman and loves you very much. Be good in school. Stay away from drugs and don't smoke, if you can help it. Don't do stupid things just because other kids are doing them or telling you to do them. Don't be afraid to be yourself and tell the truth. Most important, don't be like me. I did a bunch of stupid things that hurt a bunch of people. Someday, when you are old enough, your mom will tell you about me. I hope that you can learn from my example and not make the same mistakes that I did. Prison is not a fun place to be.

I know I probably should have hung around and watched you grow up from behind bars, but I'm really sick and don't like it. The medicine I'm on makes me feel worse and worse every day. I could accidentally infect other people if I cut myself. I don't want to take a chance with that, so I'm doing what I think is best for you and the people around me.

Always remember that I loved you enough to let you go.

Colleen Santiago

I folded up the papers and put them all back in the big envelope that they came in and tucked it in the cardboard box that contained the clothes and shoes that Colleen was wearing when she was picked up, her purse, her watch, a gold necklace with a man's wedding band on it, and her own wedding band.

"It seems so sad to see a person's entire life all wrapped up in one small box," Clarence said.

"I agree. I hope to leave a much bigger imprint on the world when I leave it," I admitted.

"I don't doubt that you will. You have a daughter now. Your memories and experiences will pass on with her. She will be your legacy."

I glanced over and saw her pretending to read a book to Emmett and told Clarence, "It looks like she's going to have a little brother or sister sometime in late February or early March. I just found out a couple days ago."

Clarence's face lit up. "You're expecting? That's wonderful news. Babies are such a blessing. I think Lucy is going to be a great big sister. She loves to visit with the little babies at the park."

I smiled. "You know something, Clarence? I think that's the first time I've heard you call her Lucy."

He laughed. "I think you're right. So, when do you plan on introducing Lucy to this baby's daddy?"

"As of right now, I don't think I will be. He's not exactly the family type. He doesn't know about the baby and I can't imagine him being thrilled about it. I think I'll be raising this one alone."

"Do you love him?"

"I thought I did, but we aren't exactly on the same page right now," I answered sadly.

"Maybe he will come around. It would be great if he accepted both of them and became the father figure that he should be. I'll keep him in my prayers. What's his name?"

"Edward Cullen."

"The famous rock star?" He let out a low whistle. "That's gonna turn out to be one beautiful and talented child. I hope that he or she ends up with your personality. I hear on the news that Cullen has a bit of a temper on him."

I laughed. "He's not that bad. He can throw a temper tantrum like a two year old, but in real life he is quite the softy. He's just kind of self-centered."

"That's because his world hasn't been turned on its axis yet. Once he holds that baby in his arms for the first time, his whole life will change. You'll see."

I seriously doubted that I would ever see that happening, but decided it would be rude to argue so I changed the subject. "So, when do you think we should tell Lucy that her mother died?"

"I was thinking about waiting until we have the ashes. Maybe we can have a little ceremony for her and give her a proper send off. We can explain it to Lucy then. What do you think?"

"I think that sounds like a good idea. The ashes should be ready on Wednesday. What do you think about us all going out and having a little private ceremony on Wednesday night and then going out to dinner? It will be my treat. You can bring all the kids."

"I'll talk to Millie about it and let you know. I can ask the reverend at my church if we can meet up there and he can say a prayer for Colleen."

"That will be lovely. I can sing Amazing Grace."

"I think she would have liked that," Clarence said with a smile.

A/N: I'm sure you all saw that coming. Yes, Bella is pregnant. What you probably didn't see coming was Colleen's death. Can you imagine finding out that you were pregnant on the same day that you find out that someone you knew chose to end her life? Knowing me I would be in shock. An unplanned pregnancy is shocking enough, but suicide is traumatic. I could probably also feel guilty for benefitting from the desperate actions of someone else. I guess it's a good thing Bella is stronger than I am.

On a more personal note, I want to apologize for not posting a chapter last week. I was horribly sick with tonsillitis and an ear infection. I'm much better now, thank goodness. I hope to never have to deal with that again.

Next week, we will check in on Edward and see how he's taking all of this. Until then, have a wonderful week and remember that you life is only as good as you allow it to be.