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" On the way I stopped at a drugstore and bought a card, some candy, a bunch of pink and red flowers, and a box of newborn diapers.
"They're not for me," I snapped at the checkout girl, who looked at me like I was nuts.
"Okay," she said.
"I meant, I don't have a baby. I don't want one."
"Okay."
"Not everyone wants kids. Some people just don't, and that doesn't mean their lives aren't complete. My life is plenty complete."
"Right," she said, glancing around.
I grabbed the bags and got out of there before the poor thing called security on me. "
― Melanie Harlow , Insatiable (Cloverleigh Farms, #3)
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" I did love being an uncle to their kids, eight-year-old Harrison, six-year-old Violet, and fourteen-month-old Ethan. Any day now they'd add that fourth to their brood, and my mother was constantly pestering me about catching up, as if we were in some kind of reproductive race.
In fact, she kept one section on her mantel purposefully empty, and she claimed she was waiting for me to get married and have kids so she could put something there. Every so often when I'm at her place, she'll find a moment to stare at it and sigh longingly, or dust it off with a rag. Last Christmas, I gave her a framed photo of Renzo and me and told her that was as good as it was going to get. She harrumphed, but she kept the photo on proud display. She loved that dog almost as much as I did. "
― Melanie Harlow , Insatiable (Cloverleigh Farms, #3)
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" And, dear Lord, if I could just add a prayer for my son, Noah," my mother went on, a bit louder than before. "I'm so concerned for his sad, lonely heart."
I rolled my eyes, and my sister snickered.
"Dear Lord, please let him find someone to settle down with. Someone kind and caring and beautiful. Someone smart. Someone who remembers when it's Sunday. Someone who will tell him to take a shower before coming to his mother's house for a meal. Someone who--"
"Okay, I think that's enough, Ma. God gets your drift. "
― Melanie Harlow , Insatiable (Cloverleigh Farms, #3)
