Sheridan:
I finally Dipped a brush into the thick gel of color and timidly began to paint. As I went along my strokes became bolder and my thoughts and feelings became the bright splashes of color on my walls, then on my canvases. I thought only in terms of color not shape or structure. Then reality slammed into my thoughts.
I was going to have a child. The thought of a baby was not an unpleasant one, I loved children, I just would have liked a little more time before plunging into the world of childhood. I would have this child and I would love it . Once again it seemed Brien had taken control of my life, would never let me go!
I left a note for my love on the table, I'm showering , was all it said. I would tell him the rest later.
I wrapped my silk robe around me and stepped into the bedroom. Brian was there asleep on the bed. He would be a rumpled mess when he woke up. I took his shoes off and set them on the floor and pulling a blanket from the closet, covered him. I knelt on the floor and watched as he slept. I loved this man and because I did l would give him up. After a while I rose and gently kissed his hair . I would , couldn't ask him to raise his father's child.