Gia
Twenty-six years and I am still searching. It’s hard, I didn’t realize how many babies were born on December twenty-sixth. I look down at the list with the thousands of names on it and cross off another. Sipping my coffee, reminiscing about that fateful day, I felt the tear slip from my right eye. I hardly have any tears left.
“I’m pregnant.” I said the moment Morris opened his dorm door.
He stared at me for a long ten seconds and then engulfed me in his arms. He hugged me so hard and then lifted my face to his and kissed me.
“Everything will be okay. We will marry and raise our baby together. I love you, Gia. I have loved you from the moment you smiled at me when I walked into the restaurant. I couldn’t keep my eyes off you all night. You’re it for me baby.”
“Oh Morri
