Ellie, I've been wanting to ask a question. It's not a real big issue with me, but I still should ask. You can say no and it won't make a difference, but just in case-" "For God's sake, Noah! Spit it out." He took a breath. "How do you feel about more children?" "Why?" she asked. He struggled for a moment. "Well…because if you wanted more…I could be talked into it…" She punched him in the stomach. "Never lie to me like that. Do you want a baby of your own, Noah?" "I'm nuts about Trevor and Danielle and I want to adopt them if we can work that out, and I think we can, but, yeah-if I could have one with my receding hairline and bowed legs-" She laughed and ran her fingers into his overlong, curly dark hair. There was a strand or two of silver; Noah was thirty-five. "Oh, what I'd give to have a little girl with your dark curls," she said. "And your legs are better than mine." "No one's legs are better than yours," he said. "Did you ever think about another one?" "I'll think about that. Not right away, Noah. I have house problems and adoption problems to deal with first." "Not
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