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out the window and all she could think about was being with her husband. She didn’t ask questions, didn’t say anything except for ‘I love you, Mac. I’m so glad you’re all right’. He’d tried to hold her back, but she was determined to be with him. He finally relented, kissing her hard as he ridded her of all her clothes. He’d thrown her on the bed, fell on top of her, then quickly entered her like he too had been waiting an eternity for them to be together again. It felt like the missing piece in her life was finally in place. There was no part of her skin his lips and hands hadn’t touched and it felt like a reawakening. It was like fireworks being in his arms again, having his skin against hers, his lips on hers and his body inside hers. She finally felt complete. Until the moment he’d mentioned Tara and wanting a divorce as they were both fighting to regain their breath. And just as fast as her hope went up, it came crushing down around her ears.
    “I’m going to kick his ass!” Jase swore.
    “You need a working liver to even raise your fist.” Jolie turned to the doctor. “Can’t we still do the transplant?”
    He shook his head. “We don’t harvest organs from pregnant women. It’s too dangerous, for both the baby and the mother.”
    So then there was only one option left to save her brother. It didn’t surprise her how easy she made the decision. It was just not normal. And yet she couldn’t bring herself to care how abnormal it was.
    “How soon can you perform a DNC? I’d like my brother to have a piece of my liver as soon as possible.”
    “An abortion?” Jase whizzed, pulling his hand away from under hers in disgust. “I’d die first before I let that happen!”
    Jolie shrugged, wishing his words had moved her, but she felt nothing, she just didn’t care. “You might just get your wish.”
    “Are you trying to use me as an excuse to get rid of that baby?”
    Jolie leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes. “I just found out a few minutes ago that I’m pregnant. You make it sound like I’ve been planning this for days.”
    “Either way, Mrs. Masters, this hospital doesn’t perform abortions. I suggest you get another donor, Mr. Simmons.”
    Jolie opened her eyes and stared at the doctor. He looked as serious as he sounded. She turned to Jase. “Well, you do know what this means?”
    He groaned shaking his head. “I haven’t spoken to them in four years.”
    She closed her eyes and said, “Family reunion. Yippee! Just what I need.”
    * * * *
    J olie opened the door and walked into her apartment, relieved at the silence. She couldn’t handle Miles’s energy at the moment because she was beyond exhausted. All she wanted to do was lay in bed. But...where was the babysitter? She walked into the room and immediately wished she could turn around and run out the door. But that would be useless. She was tired, and he was fast.
    “Jolie, we need to talk,” Mac said holding up Miles’s baby picture. “Why didn’t you tell me I have a son?”
    She dumped her handbag on the chair and moved into the kitchen. She reached in for a beer then put it back. She couldn’t even drown him out with alcohol. What did depressed pregnant women do when they needed a diversion from the shit their lives had become? She could eat. She pulled out her leftover birthday cake and settled herself on the couch.
    “I asked you a question, Jolie!” he barked down at her.
    She took a bite of the cake before she spoke. “Did you get my letters?”
    At least he was man enough to look ashamed. She placed her cake on the table and went into her bedroom. Reaching under the bed she pulled out five shoe boxes packed with letters and went back into the living room. She dropped them on the floor and went back to the couch and her cake.
    “Those are over four years of returned letters informing you of the birth of your son, each with a photo of him. Anymore stupid questions you’d like to ask?” she