Chapter 12 - Labor Graduation

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A month later, I went into labor.

It was a girl; I named her Jacqueline Leigh Thomas. She is the sweetest thing. She looks just like Jack, brown hair, brown eyes, pale skin. I cried when I held her in my arms, she was so cute. So cute, she reminded me of Jackson.

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A week after that, I graduated.

When the principal called my name, I walked up to the stage to accept my diploma and the he smiled at me.

"You did it, sweetie," he told me.

"Thanks for you help," I beamed at him. I walked off the stage and stood with the rest of the students in my year.

"And now," the principal announced, after Ashley Zeeland was called. "The class of 2012!" We bowed to the audience. I was crying at that point.

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I went home that day and played with my baby Jacqueline. Jack, I called her for short. She was the most precious thing, from her small, delicate fingers, to her tiny little feet, she was my little bundle of joy.

She loved me from the start. Every time I looked at her, she laughed her little baby laugh and smiled her little toothless smile.

Jacqueline Leigh, the new love of my life. I still remembered Jack; I still loved him, but baby Jack took my mind off him.

She made me forget all the pain and suffering I went through to get her. All the regrets that I had for even trying for her were gone. She was here now, an angel in disguise, making me forget my troubles and woes, making me forget all the bad times that I went through to have this baby in my arms right now.

I loved her. Little Jacqueline Leigh. My everything.

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