For Our Son: A BWWM Parenting Romance For Adults Read Online Free

late," Grace apologized.
     
    "I’m used to it.” Morgan grinned.
     
    Morgan had become one of Grace’s best friends since she graduated college.
Though they had never really bonded while they were in school together, the two
now interned together at a law firm and had become very close as a result.
     
    "Did you order?" Grace glanced at the menu even though she
knew exactly what she’d be having.
     
    "Not yet. I actually just got here myself."
     
    Grace noticed how Morgan was watching her. She decided to let it go and
went up to the counter to order lunch.
     
    "So, are you almost done with studying for the bar?" Grace
asked as she placed a chicken sandwich in front of Morgan.
     
    "At this point, I don’t think I’ll ever be finished. I should be
studying every waking moment of the day, but seriously, who can function like
that?" Morgan asked as she unwrapped her sandwich.
     
    "Tell me about it." Grace offered little else as she began
eating.
     
    The two sat in silence eating and people watching until Morgan finally
spoke up.
     
    "So, my mom called me last night…" she began.
     
    "Yeah?" Grace took a sip of her tea.
     
    "Yeah. She talked to your mom…Matthew has leukemia?"
     
    Grace’s first inclination was to deny any knowledge of what Morgan was
speaking of, but before she knew what was happening, her eyes began to well up
with tears.
     
    "I can’t…" Grace stopped to suppress sorrow. "I can’t
talk about this. I know I should have called you, but you don’t
understand…"
     
    "No, it’s okay. Just let me know if there’s anything I can do.
Don’t take this on all alone, Grace. Remember what happened last time…" Morgan
reminded Grace of her brief jaunt with alcoholism.
     
    "I know, I know. And I won’t let it go there, trust me." Grace
looked around at the neighboring tables before leaning in closer to Morgan.
"I’m just really embarrassed."
     
    "Embarrassed? Of what?" Morgan wasn’t sure she’d heard
correctly.
     
    Grace shook her head as she struggled to find the words to convey
exactly what she was feeling. "I don’t feel right,” she finally said.
     
    "Well of course you don’t. You’ve just received horrible news.
Anyone in your position would probably feel sick, or—”
     
    "That’s not what I mean," Grace interrupted. "I mean that
I should feel sad or scared, and I do, a little bit. But mostly, I’m just
mad…and guilty."
     
    "Why? It’s not your fault Matthew’s sick."
     
    "I know. Ryan said the same thing…"
     
    "You saw Ryan? How’d that go?"
     
    Grace nodded. "It was okay, I guess. To tell you the truth, I don’t
even remember the encounter much. Except the part where I blamed him."
     
    "You blamed him for Matthew being sick?" Morgan was so
astonished she almost laughed.
     
    "I know, it’s horrible. I hated myself the whole time I was talking
to him, but I just couldn’t shut up."
     
    "You can’t still be mad at him about the adoption. Not after all
these years."
     
    "My head knows that. Now just tell it to my heart."
     
    Morgan offered a sympathetic smile. She knew the turmoil that plagued Grace
all these years. It was a turmoil that she, herself, could never imagine. What
must it be like to give up a child? Morgan suspected that Grace’s biggest
problem with giving up her son was how much she loved his father – And Morgan definitely
wasn't convinced that Grace had ever really stopped loving Ryan, though she
would never say so.
     
    "So did you apologize?" Morgan asked.
     
    Grace looked down at her napkin and shook her head. "I called his mom
and got his number, but I haven’t called him yet. He’ll probably just hang up
on me."
     
    "So? At least you would have made the first move. You owe him that
much."
     
    "I know. And I
will. It just seems so…empty." Saying sorry after saying a slew of mean
things to someone just didn’t seem to measure up. And if Grace knew anything
about Ryan, it was that he’d have no problem telling her as