C78 MML 78

I lowered my head. I wasn't sure if I should be happy or alarmed. Happy because I had no intentions of marrying this man; I knew deep down that I considered him a friend. Alarmed because this might be one of the reasons we'd grow apart.

I didn't know. The voices in my head were starting again, and it was becoming more difficult for me.

"Mommy," Carl said.

"What? Look, Carl