Chapter 40

6 Years Later "Mommy, Where do babies come from?" My four year old daughter asks Shit. I thought I had a couple more years to prepare for this question. I place the knife down that I was using to cut open a package of meat and turn around so that I'm facing the innocent four year old. She has my long brown hair, but she has Easton's grey eyes. This little bundle of joy is Katie Marie Hayes. After Easton and I graduated, we got married a month later. She was created that night. Plus after that night I craved a lot of ketchup, to the point where Easton was concerned that our baby would end up looking like a tomato but his love for me never faltered. Nine months later I got to hold her in my arms for the first time while Easton cried in the seat next to me from happiness and shock. When he finally stopped crying enough to be able to hold her, he was mesmerized. That same night Mrs. Hayes, Stella and Asher stopped by so that they could meet her. Mrs. Hayes cried and hugged me