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oil on the land that my father’s family owned.  I didn’t know what to do with it; I was tired of the attorneys calling me and hassling me about what to do.  I was young, and I was still having a hard time with my father’s death and school.   Finally, I signed over control to a cousin of my fathers.  He and his son are taking care of everything.  Whatever I make, I have assigned to a trust for my girls.  I don’t need all that money, but I am glad that it’s there for them.
    In the nine years my father has been gone, my mother has been through one man after another.  Finally, about two years ago she settled down and is now remarried.  I think she is starting it all over again; trying to get her name out there.  Trying to make something of herself , maybe something more than what she actually is.  I try to stay out of it.  I try to keep the girls out of it.  
    Right, after my father died I met Stella.  We were taking some of the same classes, and it was like she was a gift from heaven.  I no longer felt totally alone.  Stella did the best she could.  She should win a medal for being the best, best friend in the world.  Knowing that the only man that ever loved me was gone was still hard.  My mother tried to find replacements, but there is no comparison to any of them that she brought to me.  I didn’t even want to try to find solace within my mother when it came to my father.  There was no reason for me to. I knew it wouldn’t be there. So it became me and Stella. 
    Two years after my father passed I found Brad.  I threw myself into him.  We were both in college; he was going to get his teaching credentials; I was going to get my nursing degree. I was set on living my life for me.  I was living in the beautiful home my father bought me, and I was finally living my life.  I wasn’t under my mother’s thumb. 
    Only about two years into my relationship with Brad, I found out I was pregnant.  I was nowhere near where I wanted to be educational wise to start a family and my relationship with Brad was not where I wanted it to be.  When we found out, we were having twins we got married.  My mother made it seem like I was out to destroy her.  She didn’t come to the ceremony. It was just small at a little church in town.   Being pregnant with twins, trying to go to school and everything else was too much.  I dropped out while Brad continued his education.  I had the girls when I was only thirty weeks along.  They were so small, but I fell in love with them instantly.  I named them Amanda Lane and Adele Love.  They were both born with my red hair, something that I proudly inherited from my father.
    I stayed with the girls for the first year taking classes online when I could. Then I went back to school full time.  I worked non-stop on getting back on track for my nursing degree.  I know that I slacked in the wife department, but my focus was on the girls and school. I wanted to be something.  I wanted to make something of myself.  I just didn’t want to be just a mother or a wife.  I didn’t want to be like my mother who lived off of a man’s name.  So I did.  When the girls were three and a half, and I was almost finished with school when I found a note on my windshield one day telling me that my husband had been having an affair.  I confronted Brad, and he didn’t deny it, so I kicked him out.  I never gave him a second chance. I was pretty sure then, and I am still pretty sure that I was never in love with him.  Maybe I love him because he gave me my girls, but I was never in love with him.  So after the fiasco of the divorce and everything that entailed, I accomplished my goal; I became a nurse, and I am happily working in the oncology department at Mt. Siani .”  That was it.  That was my story and the entire time I spoke Nathan never once interrupted me, questioned me and he never once stopped running his fingers through my hair. 
    “You amaze me, baby.  I