“I can see how nervous you are, Henry. Xxnx when I felt the first contraction. teachers. Sometimes I just hate attorneys. It was Mike Forester—hot shit lawyer. “You’re free, Henry. “Did you actually eat anything, Henry or did you just wipe it on your shirt?” He looked to be hurt so I asked for a kiss and when he gave it to me I wouldn’t let him go. My hand was shaking as Henry slipped it onto my finger. “Size six,” I told the saleswomen. He was reluctant to leave me so I gave him the scowl I had perfected during his training so many years ago. “I’m young and healthy, Henry, and I’ll have the best medical care available. I did very well on the LSAT and was accepted. Luckily, I knew that Henry would be busy at home between his lesson planning, grading, and
