Chapter Forty Four

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Marceline Anne was suspicious. No one had said anything about her baby shower even though she knew that Karen was throwing it.

When Saturday morning came, she was hustled out the house to go to a spa with Karou. She got the whole treatment, hating the entire process but not the end results. Then she went to a salon with her cousin to get her hair done. That took up a lot of time.

It was nearly four o'clock when she was done so they went home (Karou in curls) to find a dress in her closet that she hadn't bought.

It was a short white cocktail dress with black tights, her leather jacket and booties. She got ready and went looking for someone.

Karou found her searching and led her to the backyard, where she put on her boots and saw everything twinkled. It was like Ozzy Osbourne threw his daughter, Kelly's baby shower.

Marceline Anne loved it. As soon as she saw her best friend, she hugged her tightly.

Karen was just happy Marceline Anne was happy.

N-

"My mom is mad at me."

Marceline Anne looked up at Sam in confusion.

"My mom is mad at me." He repeated.

"Why?"

"Because I signed a contract without asking."

"I didn't know you needed permission to write your own name."

His lips twitched mightily. "Ma'am, you're gonna have me in a heap a trouble, ain't ya?"

"Yes." She went back to writing down case studies.

That fact that she confirmed it rattled him.

She knew it, too. "But it'll be fun."

N-

Mercedes Catherine and Lucille were waiting for Santana to return from changing Anastasia in the bathroom of the store they were in and talking.

An older woman drifted over as Michael the Fifth threw a toy. She picked it up and handed it to his mother, thinking she was his nanny. "He's adorable."

"Thank you!" Mercedes Catherine beamed. She cleaned the toy on a wipe and gave it back to him. "Wanna tell the nice lady thank you?"

Michael threw the toy again.

"Mike-Mike! Stop that!"

He began crying.

She picked him up and swayed with him. "I wonder if I can breastfeed him here?"

The woman was shocked as she picked up the toy again.

Lucille looked around the store but didn't see a sign. "You should be able to."

Mercedes Catherine lifted her shirt and bra to feed her eldest. She began singing an Italian lullaby to get him to eat.

Mordecai began crying, waiting attention.

"Why'd I have twins?"

Lucille laughed as she picked Mordecai up. "Mama is feeding your brother. Can you wait just a moment?"

"I have a bottle for him." Mercedes Catherine said. "Mike-Mike would but he ate his earlier."

Lucille pinched his cheek. "Big boy!"

The woman sat the toy beside Mercedes Catherine. She was in awe. These were her kids? She looked so young. "Do you need any help?"

"Thank you." Mercedes Catherine smiled. "I should have brought the nanny but I wanted to bond."

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