This whole thing with Janet had my mind completely fucked up. Stephora was still asleep when I woke this morning. I sipped my coffee and read the Tribune. I hoped things went well today, because I didn’t want baby Janet to suffer because of it. I was even willing to let Joyce see her after I said I wouldn’t. “Good morning sleepy head,” I said as Stephora walked into the room. “Morning, and are you ready for today.” “You didn’t sleep well last night, and you tossed and turned.” I said, “I know, but I’m ready anyway.” “There’s some coffee made, and I’ll order you breakfast it you want.” She said, “No, coffee is all I want this morning.” “Ok, I’m going to take a shower, and get ready.” “Donavan is there something wrong?” “No why?” “I walked in the room, and you didn’t give me my morning kiss.” “I’m sorry Stephora, but it’s just this court thing has me on edge.” She smiled and replied, “It’s understandable, but I want you to know I’m here for you.” “Come here sweetness,”
