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much.
     
    Chapter seven
     
    Ryan awoke to Sophia’s confining grip around his waist. She liked to
sleep as close to him as possible. He didn’t want to hurt her feelings, but he
didn’t like anyone touching him when he slept. He disengaged himself as quietly
as possible and got up to go to the bathroom.
     
    Once back in bed, Ryan remained awake and stared at the ceiling. In two
days he’d be going in to find out if he would be able to donate bone marrow to
his son. It seemed like it should be such a life-altering event, but Ryan was
sure he would have felt more strongly if a new restaurant opened across the street.
Why did he feel this way? Why was he so detached?
     
    Wanting to think about anything besides the pressing matter at hand, Ryan
rolled over on his side and watched Sophia as she slept. She’d asked him to
move in with her and he’d avoided answering the question. He could tell she was
aware of his avoidance but didn’t press him on the issue.
     
    Truth was, Ryan liked his freedom. Sure, things were good with Sophia,
but being able to take time away from each other was what made them good. And
not that he would admit this to anyone else, but Sophia’s jealousy was
beginning to take its toll on him. At first he’d thought her little fits and
bouts of faux rage were cute, but not anymore. Now he just thought the routine
was old and tired.
     
    Across the room, the back pocket of Ryan’s jeans began to ring. He
hurried to answer it for fear of waking up Sophia.
     
    "Hello?" he answered quickly and quietly. He didn’t bother to
look on the display screen to see who he was talking to.
     
    "Ryan?"
     
    "Grace?"
     
    "Sorry to call you so late…were you in bed?"
     
    "No,” Ryan lied. After all, it was only ten o’clock and he didn’t
want anyone to know he’d gone to bed so early. He walked out of the bedroom and
shut the door so as not to disturb Sophia.
     
    "I just wanted you to know that I went to the doctor’s today. I’m
not an eligible donor." Grace stated without taking a breath.
     
    "Wow…are you okay?" Ryan didn’t know what to say. He
completely forgot that he was furious with her for their last conversation.
     
    "As well as can be expected. I would have been surprised if I was
eligible, so it wasn’t a shock that I wasn’t. I feel bad for Matthew
though."
     
    "Well I go Friday. I’ll let you know what happens."
     
    "Okay. I’ll keep my fingers crossed."
     
    There was a moment of silence and Ryan thought he’d lost his connection.
"Hello?" he asked.
     
    "I’m here,” Grace confirmed. "I was just collecting my
thoughts for what I had to tell you next…"
     
    "Uh-oh." Ryan braced himself.
     
    "Actually, I owe you an apology for the things I said about the
adoption. I’m really sorry."
     
    "Ah, you were just upset." Ryan swatted at the air as if he
could wave the incident away.
     
    "It’s no excuse. I didn’t mean it, you know."
     
    "Yes you did, but that’s okay. I’ve always known how you’ve felt
about it, Grace."
     
    "Ryan, you made a decision that I couldn’t make. It was a decision
that needed to be made and you knew that from the beginning. I didn’t. I
couldn’t."
     
    "Some days I wish we’d have kept him, but most days, to be honest,
I’m glad we didn’t. I feel horrible saying that, but…"
     
    "You shouldn’t. It means you know you did the right thing."
     
    "I guess."
     
    "Well, I’ll let you go. It’s late. Call me on Friday and let me
know what happens. I’ll be so anxious I’ll barely be able to stand it."
     
    "Well, my appointment is at nine. Do you want to meet for lunch
afterwards so that I can tell you what happened?"
     
    Although Grace lived almost an hour away, she agreed to meet up with Ryan
for lunch on Friday. They decided on a place and time and then got off the
phone.
     
    Sleep suddenly overtook Ryan. He yawned repeatedly as he walked back
towards the bedroom. He almost tripped over Sophia as he attempted to walk
through