tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7872226450842954302024-03-13T09:37:59.446-07:00Caught in the Flamestufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.comBlogger80125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787222645084295430.post-11373661544859865482016-02-01T18:27:00.002-08:002016-02-01T18:27:55.077-08:00Good News! Good News!I woke up this morning and read some good news. It was desperately needed since I felt like total garbage over the weekend, but that's a story for another time. The good news is that <i>Under Construction</i>, in all its angsty glory, was voted #5 in the top ten fics completed in December.<br />
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You can find the complete list which includes, Edward's Eternal, Deb Drotuno, TheFicChick, TheQueenWriter and many others, here: <a href="http://twifanfictionrecs.com/2016/02/01/top-ten-completed-fics-december-2015/">TwiFanficRecs</a>. Thank you for those of you who took time out of your busy schedules to vote for <i>Under Construction. </i>I'm tickled to be among such amazing authors.<br />
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In other news, <i>Renovation </i>and <i>Under Construction, </i>are up for top ten fic of the year, along with <i>Surviving the Teenage Dream, Caught in the Flames </i>and <i>Star Crossed. </i>You can find the link to vote here: <a href="http://twifanfictionrecs.com/2016/02/01/vote-for-your-top-10-fics-completed-in-2015/">Top Ten Fic of 2015</a>.</div>
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You can vote once a day. I'd appreciate if you could take the time to vote for at least one of these stories. For now, here's a reminder about <i>Renovations</i> and <i>Under Construction, </i>their summaries and links for their stories. </div>
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Isabella Swan, thirty-six, is reeling from her recent divorce from the man she thought she would be spending her forever, the rest of her life. James Hunter broke her heart when he told her wanted to end it. He didn’t fight her, giving her all of the money, all of the furniture and everything else Bella wanted. Her mind and heart shattered, Bella took all of her belongings and moved to the opposite end of the country from her ex-husband, close to a dear friend, Esme Cullen. She purchases a beautiful home, but in badly need of repair and updating.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Esme suggests two men, Edward Masen, twenty-six, and his business partner, Garrett Keyes, twenty-seven, for the job. Edward is an up and coming contractor whom Esme had used for her interior design business. Garrett was a carpenter and headed up the construction end of the business. Bella contacted the men, knowing that she was going to hire them. Their website spoke to her. The clean lines and use of high-end appliances and materials were exactly what she envisioned for her new home. Little did she know that when both men came to interview, she would be physically attracted to them as well?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Will these men renovate Bella’s new home or will the renovations spill over into other aspects of her life, giving her love life a much needed makeover? <b style="font-style: italic;"><o:p></o:p></b></div>
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Under Construction</h2>
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Bella Swan, a divorced adoption attorney, is relishing her time with her two hot and attentive boyfriends, Edward Masen and Garrett Keyes. Never in her wildest dreams had she ever considered being with two men, let alone two men who adored her as much as they do. Their relationship is perfection. With all new relationships, they are trying to navigate the ins and outs of being together. Their little bubble of sexual exploration is threatened when Bella is sent to New York City for a high profile adoption proceeding.<o:p></o:p></div>
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With a heavy heart, Bella flies out to New York to meet her new clients, close friends of Aro Volturi, her former boss. Carmen and Eleazar D’Amato are finalizing the adoption of a child that they fostered for almost a year and a half, but dealing with them is easy. Running into her ex-husband is not. He manages to appear everywhere once he found out that Bella was in New York. His new marriage has crumbled and his estranged wife has taken their child, hiding him away from James. His job is hanging by a thread and he now blames Bella for everything.<o:p></o:p></div>
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On a whim, Edward and Garrett fly out to New York to surprise Bella. She loses herself with them, but they had an audience. But, who and to what end? <i><o:p></o:p></i></div>
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They survived falling in love and having four children. Now, Geekward and Nerdella are parents of teenagers. Say a prayer for them for they are in for a bumpy ride. But, a ghost from the past is rearing his ugly head. Follow along as Geekward and Nerdella deal with having teens, battle with the blast from the past and why is Demetri hugging a cow? ANSOL/TGGTP Sequel. ExB AH/AU</div>
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Isabella Swan, an up and coming graphic artist, lived in the heart of the Gold Coast in Chicago. She was comfortable in her brownstone, left to her by her grandmother. </div>
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Edward Cullen, a lieutenant in the Chicago Fire Department and the head of the rescue squad in Department Eighteen. He risks his life on a daily basis, putting out fires and saving strangers from burning buildings and mangled vehicles. </div>
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She was an innocent…someone caught in the cross hairs of their obsession with fire. He was a hero…a man desperate to save the woman who was in danger from a serial arsonist. Little did they know, this monster was going to be the catalyst to start their fire, their fire of passion. They were <i>Caught in the Flames.</i></div>
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He was a gruff, by-the-book star ship captain. </div>
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An interstellar war, negotiations for a peace treaty gone wrong and a taboo relationship between two species. </div>
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Captain Edward Cullen was in charge of the starship, <i>Volvo</i>. He, along with his crew, were given a mission to deliver Empress Nirabelle of the Cygnarian people to the nearby planet of Lapus, to negotiate a treaty between their two worlds. </div>
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For over a millennia, they have been fighting a vicious battle. For what? They don’t even know. It’s ingrained in their minds and their history. </div>
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The Empress is to meet with the Crown Prince of Lapus, Jakob. The <i>Volvo </i>is transporting her and her envoy, Maralice to the planet. There are strict rules in place for the Empress’s transport. She is to not have any contact with any males on the ship, per the cultural norms of Cygnarian society. The trip should take as little time as possible and if no headway has been made within one day of being in orbit, Captain Cullen is to transport the Empress from the planet’s surface. </div>
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However, something goes terribly wrong on Lapus. One communication to the Volvo and a brief face-to-face conversation forever changes the future of the Empress and Captain Cullen. Will they survive this threat or are the <i>Star Crossed</i> lovers doomed before they even have a chance? </div>
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“I don’t care what Aunt Leah has, just so long as the baby
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rest of the family were working on dismantling the barbeque from Emmett’s
promotion and Edward and Bella’s good news. After they were done, Amelia and
Marie were going home with Nana and Papa for some grandparent spoiling while
Edward and Bella celebrated their anniversary and newest addition. “What do you
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“A boy,” Marie nodded. “Daddy is surrounded by too many
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“And this is a bad thing?” Edward scoffed, rolling the grill
back into the firehouse’s garage. “I have three of the most beautiful girls as
my dates, permanently!” He scooped up Amelia, kissing her cheeks. She squealed,
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“Daddy! That tickles!” Amelia said, blowing a raspberry on
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Leah Clearwater was Bella’s stepsister and surrogate mother
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and love, Leah offered her womb to Bella and Edward when they wanted to grow
their family. Bella had suffered from a difficult pregnancy with Marie,
aggravated from a messy miscarriage due to her ex-boyfriend who had used her as
a punching bag. As a result, Bella had a hysterectomy to save her life.
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Amelia Grace Cullen was born happy and healthy. Now, through
the grace of God, Leah was expecting again. Bella’s fertilized eggs were
implanted into Leah and hopefully, another happy and healthy baby would be
born. Secretly, Bella hoped that it was a boy. Edward took all of the pink and
frilliness in stride, but she knew her husband would adore to have a mini-me to
share that father/son bond. Marie was a total daddy’s girl and Amelia was
attached to Bella, but it wasn’t the same as the bond that Emmett shared with
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“You’re telling me, my sweet girl,” Edward said, his hands
running up and down her back. “Now, there’s a huge Jacuzzi tub that I want to
take full advantage of while we’re here. In a matter of a couple of months, our
lives are going to change with the birth of our third little miracle. I want
get as much time with you as possible.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Are you going to take a leave like you did with Amelia?”
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“I’ve put in for the time, but it may not be as long as the
time I had off with Amelia,” Edward replied. “Probably three weeks at most.
However, I won’t be working the ER until our newest addition is at least a
year. So, I’ll just be maintaining office hours and the occasional admit to the
hospital. Bankers hours, essentially.” He tested the water, smiling and
offering his hand to Bella. They got into the tub, snuggling in the warm,
bubbling water. “What about you? What about the graphic design business with
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“He’s more than willing to take over while I’m on maternity
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“I want it to be a surprise, Edward Anthony,” Bella chided. “So,
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“Alice did the jungle/zoo theme. We live in the city and the
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tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787222645084295430.post-33176375675967970052015-10-01T16:29:00.001-07:002015-10-01T16:30:17.216-07:00Good News! Good News!Thank you to everyone who took the time out of their busy lives to vote for <i>Caught in the Flames</i> for one of the top ten fics completed in August on TwiFanfictionRecs! I have good news. <i>Caught in the Flames </i>is a featured story on the website, which you can find here: <a href="http://twifanfictionrecs.com/2015/09/14/caught-in-the-flames-by-tufano79-tufano79-complete/">TwiFanfictionRecs</a>. Additionally, <i>Caught in the Flames</i> came in THIRD in the top ten!<br />
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Thank you so much. I'm so blessed to have such wonderful readers. You are all amazing, wonderful people who manage to make what could have been a very dark, dark time for me, into something special. The loss of my mother while writing this was so hard, but your words of encouragement and love got me through it, helping me to complete the story.<br />
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ALSO ... the outtake/futuretake of the story, cataloging Leah's third surrogacy for Bella and Edward, will be posted on Christmas Day for you. I'm working on the plan for it and debating on whether or not to make it in Leah's POV or third person ... we'll see.<br />
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For now, I do want to thank you all again. Big squishy hugs to you all!<br />
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<br />tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787222645084295430.post-33581763625645180942015-09-01T14:45:00.000-07:002015-09-01T14:45:31.449-07:00Excellent News!!!I got some great news earlier today. <i>Caught in the Flames</i> has been nominated for fic of the month at TwiFanfictionRecs, completed in August. You can vote once per day for each day of September. It's one of TWO stories that are nominated.<br />
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I'd appreciate any and all votes you'd be willing to give me so that <i>Caught in the Flames</i> can be one of the top ten fics finished in August.<br />
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ALSO, don't forget that I will have a Christmas present for you with an outtake/futuretake about their third baby with Leah as their surrogate. Thank you to everyone who has read this story and supported me while I overcame the death of my mother, using writing as an outlet.<br />
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God bless you all and please vote here:<br />
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Josie 'Tufano79'tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787222645084295430.post-24901520286056551892015-08-01T19:17:00.000-07:002015-08-01T19:17:30.943-07:00Exciting AnnouncementYesterday, I hit complete on my story, <i>Caught in the Flames</i>. It was a labor of love and a bit of a struggle for me to finish. Part of it was due to my personal issues that I had to contend with. The loss of my mother was a huge factor and the main reason why I made their first baby a girl, named after my mom, Marie. The other part of it was lack of enthusiasm to write. The personal issues didn't help, nor did some reviews I received about the fic.<br />
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But that's all behind me now.<br />
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I'm proud of what I wrote and I feel like I told Bella and Edward's story to the best of my ability. A number of you requested that I do a sequel, but after thinking about it, I don't think a sequel would be that good. I don't have enough to continue with their lives. Out-takes and future-takes are the way that I'm leaning right now.<br />
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Keep <i>Caught in the Flames</i> on alert. I am planning on doing few future-takes for this story. The first one will come around Christmas. It will be Leah's POV and revolve around the third baby. I have a couple in the works as well that will be posted periodically. However, the first one will come out probably on my mother's birthday, December 27th. It will be a full-length chapter.<br />
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I hope that appeases the masses. *Snorts*<br />
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<i>Ten Years Later</i><o:p></o:p></div>
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“Dr. Cullen, we have an ambulance pulling up,” said one of
the nurses, Bridget. “There was an apartment fire with a lot of smoke
inhalation. A lot of kids.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Thanks, Bridget. I’ll be right there,” I said as I closed
my laptop. I swung my white coat around my shoulders along with my stethoscope.
I graduated top of my class in medical school, followed closely by Harold.
However, his spot as salutatorian was because he latched on to me. Thankfully,
he didn’t match at the same hospital that I did for our internship and residency.
He was matched at a hospital in Milwaukee while I was matched at University of
Chicago Hospitals. I wanted to work with kids and I got my dream. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I was working my way up the ranks as a pediatrician. I was a
part of a medical office, an established group of doctors. We were a family
practice, with a specialty of endocrinology and childhood diabetes. For now, I
worked with the families who didn’t have any pressing medical issues, but I was
a board certified pediatric endocrinologist. I also picked up a few shifts at
the emergency room at the hospital to keep my skills sharp. Besides, my history
as a firefighter gave me a unique view of the ER and kept me on my toes. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I reached the ambulance bay, smiling at one of my close
friends and fellow doctor at the pediatrician’s office, Jared McNulty. “How
many victims?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Three, maybe four,” Jared replied. “It’s one of those
apartment buildings. I’m not sure how critical the kids are. Are you off after
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“Yeah. I have a date night with my girls,” I smiled. It was
our anniversary tonight. Our anniversary of being husband and wife, becoming a
family. We never did much for anniversaries, but we always did something as a
family to celebrate our happy marriage. Though, I had something special planned
for Bella tonight. <o:p></o:p></div>
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The ambulances pulled up and we put on our game faces. I
took the ambulance from my old house, smiling when Angela and Leah hopped out.
“Hey, guys. What do you we have?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Hey, Dr. C,” Leah smirked. “We’ve got a five year old boy
who was found in a closet as they guys were doing their sweep. He hasn’t
regained consciousness since we scooped him up.” <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Give me his vitals,” I barked as we rolled him into a
trauma room. Angela rattled off his vital signs. He was tiny and not breathing
on his own. He also had some burns along his back and legs since he was curled
toward the wall of the closet, trying to get away from the fire. The burns
weren’t severe, but they would require special care to minimize scarring.
Another curveball was that the boy was deaf. I made sure I grabbed one of the
many nurses who could sign so I could communicate with this little boy. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I leaned against the door jamb for about five minutes before
I cleared my throat. “You know, I just did an entire strip tease and you guys
didn’t even blink,” I deadpanned. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“No, you didn’t,” Bella said, taking off her glasses. “Peter
didn’t scream like a girl. He’d be blinded by your pastiness.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I don’t want to see the pastiness. NOOOOOOOOOOOOO
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“I’m not that pasty and you love my pastiness,” I huffed. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“I do, but Peter doesn’t appreciate your pale, skinny ass
like I do,” Bella smirked, getting up and from her seat. Her arms slid up mine
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“Hi, baby. I
missed you.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I missed you, too,” I whispered back, brushing my lips with
hers. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Ugh! You two are disgusting,” Peter said, saving his work
and shutting down his computer. “How is it that you are married for ten years
and you’re still all <i>lovey dovey? </i>I’ve
been married for seven years and that shit went away after the first week.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“That’s because Charlotte realized that you’re noxious,
Peter,” Bella quipped. “Your ass should be labeled as a hazardous waste dump.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Don’t be hatin’,” Peter said, waggling his finger. “I have
to let the fumes go because if they stayed inside it would squash my
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“You are so full of shit, Peter,” Bella laughed. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“No, he isn’t and that’s the problem,” I snickered. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“What? Edward never <i>farted
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“We’re married. We know too much about each other. Hell, he
wiped my ass after I had Marie,” Bella said, her own brow arching. “It hurt too
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“That’s love, man. You went where no man has gone before,”
Peter said, his voice reverent. “Okay, I’m going. I’m hopeful that a good
night’s sleep will help us with this damn website. It was supposed to go live
two days ago.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“They should expect delays with the insane additions that
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“Probably not. I’ve got an engagement shoot in the morning
and then baby shoots in the afternoon,” Peter said. “Call the company about the
delay in the website and we can fix it on Monday. Have a good weekend, Bells.
Later, Edward.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Edward and I took a nap before we had round two. He woke me
up with kisses all over my body and brought me to new heights with his tongue.
After round two, we took a bath since we were both sweaty and I had to take
down my hair. The bobby pins were giving me a headache. Edward took great
pleasure in finding every one in the bath tub before washing my hair with some
tropical scented shampoo. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Edward and I went back to bed and slept until his cell phone
rang from his tuxedo pants that were on the floor. “It’s the day after our
wedding. Can’t they let us fucking sleep?” he grumbled, finding his phone and
glaring at it. His hair was standing up on end and his face was creased with
pillow lines. “Fucking Harold. I’m ignoring him.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Wasn’t he at the wedding?” I asked, yawning and snuggling
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“He was at the wedding …” The phone rang again. “Oh, for the
love. WHAT?!” I giggled. “Harold. Don’t make me drag my naked ass out of my
honeymoon suite to kick you the nuts.” <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Oh, God!” I laughed, covering my face with a pillow. Edward
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“No, Harold. We are not spending today going over anything
related to medical school. I have three days to be a husband to my wife. Do you
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“Yes, baby! Harder, Edward,” I moaned. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“You call me again and I will seriously maim you with my
dick,” Edward growled. “I’ll see you on Wednesday. Not before.” He ended the
call and turned off the phone. He tossed it onto the floor and groaned. “I
swear to God, that boy is going to be the death of me.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Edward and I took a nap before we had round two. He woke me
up with kisses all over my body and brought me to new heights with his tongue.
After round two, we took a bath since we were both sweaty and I had to take
down my hair. The bobby pins were giving me a headache. Edward took great
pleasure in finding every one in the bath tub before washing my hair with some
tropical scented shampoo. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Edward and I went back to bed and slept until his cell phone
rang from his tuxedo pants that were on the floor. “It’s the day after our
wedding. Can’t they let us fucking sleep?” he grumbled, finding his phone and
glaring at it. His hair was standing up on end and his face was creased with
pillow lines. “Fucking Harold. I’m ignoring him.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Wasn’t he at the wedding?” I asked, yawning and snuggling
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“He was at the wedding …” The phone rang again. “Oh, for the
love. WHAT?!” I giggled. “Harold. Don’t make me drag my naked ass out of my
honeymoon suite to kick you the nuts.” <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Oh, God!” I laughed, covering my face with a pillow. Edward
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“No, Harold. We are not spending today going over anything
related to medical school. I have three days to be a husband to my wife. Do you
know that means? I’m fucking her. Balls deep. In fact, I’m inside her now.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Yes, baby! Harder, Edward,” I moaned. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“You call me again and I will seriously maim you with my
dick,” Edward growled. “I’ll see you on Wednesday. Not before.” He ended the
call and turned off the phone. He tossed it onto the floor and groaned. “I
swear to God, that boy is going to be the death of me.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“What did he want?” I asked, moving so I was perched on
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“I don’t know and I don’t care because my wife is giving me
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I smiled, grasping his hardness and sliding down his length.
“Does that answer your question?” The phone call from Harold was quickly
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The sounds of Beyonce’s “Halo” filled my ears and everyone
stood up as we approached. I could see people from my office, the guys from
Edward’s firehouse, Leah and Seth’s mom, Sue, and a few of his classmates from
medical school, surprisingly enough. He wasn’t sure if they were coming, but
his study group had caravanned to Traverse City. Along with them, Dr. Popper
and her husband, along with some of the nurses from the NICU, labor and delivery
and the ICU were there, celebrating our nuptials and supporting us in this time
of happiness and not grief. As we got closer to the front of the group of
people, I closed my eyes and let my emotions flow freely. When I looked up, we
were at the altar and it was absolutely gorgeous. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Though, I didn’t care about the altar. I only cared about
the radiantly smiling man standing to my right. He was wearing the same tuxedo
as my father, but his vest and tie were a gleaming white. He looked so
handsome, strong and excited as he stared at me, tears brimming in his
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“Who gives this woman to this man?” asked the justice of the
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“I do,” Charlie whispered, taking my right hand and kissing
it before placing it into Edward’s waiting palm. I took a shaky step toward my
fiancé, smiling widely as I looked at him. “Take excellent care of her,
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<br />tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787222645084295430.post-3590633638335692552015-07-26T22:06:00.000-07:002015-07-26T22:06:56.592-07:00Caught in the Flames Teaser<div class="MsoNormal">
The sounds of Beyonce’s “Halo” filled my ears and everyone
stood up as we approached. I could see people from my office, the guys from
Edward’s firehouse, Leah and Seth’s mom, Sue, and a few of his classmates from
medical school, surprisingly enough. He wasn’t sure if they were coming, but
his study group had caravanned to Traverse City. Along with them, Dr. Popper
and her husband, along with some of the nurses from the NICU, labor and delivery
and the ICU were there, celebrating our nuptials and supporting us in this time
of happiness and not grief. As we got closer to the front of the group of
people, I closed my eyes and let my emotions flow freely. When I looked up, we
were at the altar and it was absolutely gorgeous. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“I do,” Charlie whispered, taking my right hand and kissing
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The days leading up to the wedding were hectic but a great
deal of fun. The night before wedding, we had our rehearsal. The location that
Alice and Leah had chosen was perfect. It was outdoors and overlooked Traverse
City. The trees were in full color of autumn, giving us the picture perfect
setting we desired. And Peter was taking pictures left and right the entire
time he was in town, which he arrived late Thursday afternoon with his
girlfriend, Charlotte. Peter said that he was going to make me a wedding book
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I had no doubt that Peter would make magic with his photos.
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I was standing in front of the altar, snuggled next to my
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things were going to go. The justice of the peace was not there, but we had met
with him on Thursday afternoon. The clerk had left a message with him. We’d
asked to see him the day we got our marriage license, but he was out of the
building for another event. He was an older gentleman, very quick and witty. He
was a sweet man, too. He loved performing marriages and he looked forward to
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<br />tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787222645084295430.post-36565587769484817752015-07-24T22:02:00.000-07:002015-07-24T22:02:00.192-07:00Caught in the Flames ~ Gift from CharlieI'd forgotten about Charlie's present to his daughter from this chapter when I posted the pictures and the update earlier this evening. So, below is the present from Charlie to Bella to wear on her wedding day.<br />
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“Bella, we’ve got to get on the road,” Edward said. “With
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“We’ve packed so much shit; it feels like we’re moving into
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was in her bouncy chair, watching her parents run around like chickens with
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I picked up my daughter, changing her and dressing her in
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together. “Emmett, Jasper and my parents are meeting us here before we head up
to Traverse City. They texted and are on their way.” He walked to me, wrapping
me in his arms. His hands slid up to my back and I squeaked at how cold they
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“Cold hands, warm heart,” he growled, dipping me deeply and
pressing his soft lips to mine. I moaned as I clutched his arms, trying to stay
upright. He slid his tongue between my lips, tangling with mine. Righting us,
he removed his hands from my back and cupped his hand around my face. He
stopped our kiss, panting heavily and smiled crookedly. “I love you, Mrs.
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“Our baby agrees,” I laughed, dancing out of his arms and
slipping my purse over my head. I looped my arm through the carrier, walking
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Emmett texted me that Garrett had finagled shifts once he
found out I was coming to the house. The crews I normally worked with were now
going to be on Friday so I could truly enjoy being at the house without having
to worry about getting up for school. The second shift was more than willing to
get back part of the weekend. I said I’d be there after my afternoon
appointment with Molly. <o:p></o:p></div>
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The house was planning a huge cookout for the returning of
the prodigal son. Bella even coordinated with Kate, Claire and a few of the
other house wives for some sort of pot luck thing. She told me not to worry
about it and to focus on my studies. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Which I did. Harold was a fucking bull dog with this damn
project. <o:p></o:p></div>
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So, I took over because the guy was driving me batty with
his constant texts, emails, phone calls and instant messages. The rest of our
group was grateful and we managed to get the first part of our project
completed after our anatomy lab on Thursday. We only had two more parts and the
presentation to finish and those weren’t as labor-intensive as the first
section. <o:p></o:p></div>
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After our lab on Friday, Harold approached me. “Edward?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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don’t want to let down my family. My girlfriend!”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Look, Harold, I respect you for wanting to be so studious.
I just can’t drop everything when you want to study. Again, I have plans today.
I have physical therapy …”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“What for?” Harold asked. “You’re huge and muscular. You’re
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I narrowed my eyes at Emmett. “Now is not the time, Em.
Bella’s feeding Marie and I do her bath and bed routine. I also have to do some
studying before I go to bed. I have a practical in my anatomy class tomorrow.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Edward, please!” he whimpered. “I know I fucked up.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“You did, but I can’t deal with this right now. My feelings
are still too hurt for me to have a rational conversation about your callous
comment,” I growled. “If you want to talk, it’ll have to be on my terms.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Okay, okay. Whatever you need, Edward,” Emmett said, his
posture deflating. “Call me whenever you’re ready.” He turned and walked down
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“I usually eat lunch at the student center around one, Em.
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“I’m on tomorrow,” he said. “Day after?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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closed the door. I clicked the lock, going upstairs to check on my fiancée and
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Neither one of us got a lot of sleep. Marie was unsettled by
the storm. When I woke up to my alarm, I took a piss and went straight for the
coffee machine, pouring myself a large cup. <i>I
fucking love coffee</i>. After my shower, I reviewed the parts of the digestive
system as I ate breakfast. I was packing up when Bella came down with a very
grumpy Marie. I kissed them both before I darted out of the house to the lab
for my exam. If I finished early enough, I could possibly get a nap in my car
before my Health Care Disparities class. <o:p></o:p></div>
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My day flew by, as did my night. Harold was adamant on
meeting to review for the midterm in our classes. So, after having a rushed
dinner with my family in the student center, I spent nearly six hours reviewing
parts of the body and equity issues in the health care system with five
twenty-two year olds. When my eyes were crossing, I said that I had to go. My
group wanted me to stay, but I wanted to sleep in my own bed. <o:p></o:p></div>
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The next day, we received our grades for the practical and I
had gotten the best score. I had missed two questions, confusing two major
veins. Then, our professor began his exuberant explanation of the renal system
and the wonders of our kidneys. I took detailed notes, in a notebook. The rest
of my class all had laptops, tablets and iPads. I loved technology, but having
it at your fingertips was a distraction. I did have my MacBook in my bag, but I
preferred taking notes in a notebook. It helped me retain the information
better. <o:p></o:p></div>
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exciting day in the lab, dissecting a kidney. I packed up my belongings,
walking to my next class before lunch.</span></span>tufano79http://www.blogger.com/profile/10337170059341537555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-787222645084295430.post-39180244888264280082015-07-21T19:59:00.000-07:002015-07-21T19:59:18.772-07:00Caught in the Flames Update<a href="https://fictionpad.com/author/tufano79/stories/15571/Caught-in-the-Flames">CITF Chapter 168 Update on FicPad</a><br />
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The bachelor/bachelorette party was fun, but we were ready
to go home at ten. Despite the fact that I had slept through the night, I was
still up early. Bella had gotten up with Marie. Underneath the makeup she wore,
I could see dark circles under her eyes. We managed to stay out until midnight.
It wasn’t until Bella started snoring that Alice realized that we were new
parents, adjusting to the sleep schedule of a highly unpredictable infant. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I drove us home, being the more awake of the two of us. It
felt weird to not have Marie with us, but her grandparents wanted to dote on
her. I helped Bella upstairs. She was barely coherent as I guided us to our
bedroom, balancing Bella’s sleepy form and carrying her shoes. “I’m going to go
wash my face,” she mumbled, stumbling into our bathroom after she picked up her
pajamas off the bed. I stripped out of my clothes, putting on a pair of shorts.
As I was reaching for my shirt, Bella walked out, her hair up in a loose
ponytail and her face scrubbed of the makeup. Her eyes widened when she saw my
bare chest. I tried to cover up, but she stopped me. “Don’t.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I guess we both have our scars,” I said, my voice barely
audible. “You haven’t really seen mine.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“No,” she murmured. She stepped toward me, her fingers
moving to the two raised scars from my stab wounds. “Do they hurt?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Not anymore. They’re more numb than anything because of the
surgeries the doctor’s performed,” I answered. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“And the burns?” she asked, her hand moving to the slightly
scarred skin on my torso. “Do those hurt?” <o:p></o:p></div>
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I shook my head. “I’ll never be able to go tanning since the
skin is more susceptible to burning, but I never liked laying out in the sun in
the first place,” I quipped. “They don’t scare you?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Edward, you make it sound like you’re a monster. You were
very lucky,” she said, her hand moving up my side and down my arm, which was
free from its compression sleeve. “I could have lost you that night. I will
love you, scars and all. And you could never scare me. Losing you scares me
more than anything.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Bella was pleasant enough the rest of the night, but
distant. She talked to me, listened with interest when I told her about my
classes and how I rocked my Health Care Disparities exam. However, when I went
to touch her, she brushed me off. I was confused. We were both cleared to be
able to touch each other, more than just fleeting kisses and innocent caresses.
I missed being affectionate with my fiancée. Did I do something wrong?<o:p></o:p></div>
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I asked if she was okay, but she smiled, nodding that she
was fine. My Bella was <i>not</i> fine. I
gave Marie a bath, laughing and playing with my adorable little angel. I
faintly heard Bella on the phone. She was in tears, but I couldn’t hear her
conversation, nor could I tell who she was talking to. I finished washing Marie
and dressed her in a butterfly onesie. Carefully, I carried her to the nursery.
Settling into the rocking chair, I slowly moved and studied. I read my human
anatomy text book to my daughter in a sing-song voice. It worked for me,
helping me remember the intricate systems of the human body and I was able to
bond with my precious gift. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I finished my studying, placing Marie into her crib. She
whimpered a little bit, but fell back asleep. I carried my book, baby monitor
and walked to my bedroom. Bella was curled up in a ball, her face red and
puffy. She’s sleeping restlessly, but in obvious distress. I changed into some
pajamas, crawling into bed and curling around her. She tensed up when I first
touched her but she let out a shuddering sigh, eventually snuggling in my arms. <o:p></o:p></div>
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The next morning, I woke up with a note next to my pillow. <i>Alice and Esme kidnapped me along with
Marie. Something about a birthday makeover. We’ll be out all day. We’re
supposed to meet at Clear Waters at eight. Your parents and my dad are watching
Marie. Love you, B. <o:p></o:p></i></div>
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I wrinkled my nose. I wanted to spoil my fiancée, damn it! I
wanted to treat her to breakfast in bed. Meddling little elf. I got up and
decided to do some laundry, review some research for my major project. I was
working on Community Health and I was reading a few abstracts, trying to narrow
my study. As I was going to make some lunch, Emmett and Garrett came into the
brownstone. “Do you guys ever believe in knocking? I could have been naked,” I
quipped. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“You weren’t,” Garrett smirked. “We’re here to kidnap you.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“What? No. I have shit I need to get done and don’t forget
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“We know. But, tonight, it’s your bachelor party!” Emmett
boomed, pumping his fist. “Well, it’s a combo. You and Bella are VIPs at Clear
Water’s tonight for your bachelor/bachelorette party. Alice and your mom are
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tap?” <o:p></o:p></div>
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<i>No. I don’t want a
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“Try to contain your enthusiasm, Edward,” Garrett teased. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“For your next class, we’re going to be examining the
wonders of the renal system,” crooned my gross anatomy professor. “Learn to
love your kidneys! Don’t forget that your practical for the digestive system is
the next day we have in the lab. See you next week. Have a great weekend.” <o:p></o:p></div>
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I packed up my belongings and slung my messenger bag over my
shoulder. My lab partner, a guy who was a whiz kid, named Harold, ran up to me.
“Hey, Edward. Do you want to get together tonight to review the parts of the
digestive system? Dr. Ross is killer for his practical exams,” he said, pushing
up his thick glasses. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“I can’t, Harold. I’ve got a physical therapy appointment
and then I’ve got plans with my fiancée and daughter,” I shrugged. <i>Not to mention, it’s Friday. I forgot how
stressful it was to be a full-time student. I really am working for the
weekend. </i><o:p></o:p></div>
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“You’re not going to do well on the test if you don’t study,
Edward,” Harold chided. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I shot him a look. This twenty-two year old kid is giving me
shit about studying? “I hate to burst your bubble but I’m getting the highest
grades in the class, Harold. I’m doing just fine,” I snickered. </div>
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“You’re right,
but I’ve got other things going on this weekend. Lots of things.”<br />
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I stayed in the ICU for two days. The spinal took forever to
wear off. I couldn’t walk nor feel my legs for an entire day. Some people just
have different reactions to the medications and obviously, mine was a bit more
severe. When I was able to walk, I was as shaky as a newborn deer. I clung to
Edward or my father, who had flown in from Forks to meet his granddaughter,
walking on unsteady limbs. Once I was able to walk, I was released to the
post-partum floor, right around the corner from the nursery and NICU. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I didn’t stay in my room for very long. I was assessed by
Dr. Popper and changed into some loose-fitting clothing. Edward rolled us to
the NICU. We washed our hands and Edward put a smock over our clothes before
rolling us inside. The incubator that Marie was in was closest to a bank of
windows. Esme and Charlie were hovering, watching our daughter. I felt guilty,
not seeing her before this. Edward locked my wheelchair and I pushed myself up,
hobbling closer. <o:p></o:p></div>
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“Here’s your momma, peanut,” Charlie whispered, his finger
rubbing Marie’s belly. “She’s been sick and working like hell to see you.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Don’t curse in front of your granddaughter,” I chided,
slipping my hands inside of the incubator. Charlie chuckled, his mustache
twitching. “Hey, baby. It’s Mommy. I’m …” Tears slid down my cheeks as I broke
down. “I’m so happy you’re okay.” <o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“Every moment she’s getting stronger,” Edward
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