A Baby for Christmas (Love at The Crossroads)

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Authors: Pat Simmons
afar. The smiles, congratulations, and late wedding gifts seemed to be endless.
    Rejoice with them that rejoice, God reminded her of His Word in Romans 12:15. 
    Solae thought she always had. And Lord, just in case I had a bit of envy in my heart, please forgive me. As she witnessed her friend’s bliss that was so long overdue, Solae began to second guess her decision to walk away from what she had with Hershel.
    So what if he had no intentions of remarrying again. So what? At least she would be loved. But she never believed in settling for morsels from a man when she knew God could give her a fresh loaf of bread.
    Refocusing on her work, Solae sighed and checked her emails in Outlook . She did have options. Her eyes blurred, thinking that she had actually hoped her inability to have children wouldn’t be an issue with Hershel since he had two adoring, handsome little boys.
    Without a mother in the home, they were still loveable and well-mannered. Hershel had his housekeeper and sister-in-law to thank for that.
    She fought again for mental control as she replied to company emails on autopilot. Solae gnawed on her lips as she pondered whether after eight years at Kendall Printing, it was time for a career move, relocating to a different city for employment, or working on her Master’s degree. Maybe, even revisit the issue of adopting again. Yep, she had options.
    I also have work to do . Picking up the phone, Solae placed calls to potential clients and followed up with existing customers about the company’s new products. As an account executive, Solae had earned the reputation of achieving or exceeding her monthly sales goals. Now was not the time to let her personal life interfere with her livelihood.
    A peppermint bounced off her shoulder; next came one to her head. Smiling, Solae twirled around in her chair and eyed the culprit.
    Candace laughed. It had become a ritual between the two friends when Candace started nine months ago and their supervisor assigned her work station across from Solae’s. Usually, it was Solae doing the throwing.
    “Are you trying to say I need a breath mint?” Solae recited their usual reply.
    “Nope.” Candace beamed. The glow on her face hadn’t dimmed. “You’ve been sort of quiet, and I’ve been so caught up in my new status as wife…” she scooted her chair across the aisle and bumped hers. “I’ve ignored what’s going on in your world. You said you and Hershel talked. Did he really say it’s because you can’t have children like those other two jerks?” Her friend’s mouth twisted in disgust.
    “No, no. The fire captain acted as if he was a high school freshman, struggling to find the words to write an essay on our relationship—”
    “You can’t go by that,” Candace argued.
    “I recognized “the look”, Candy.” She swallowed. “The-deer-caught-in-the-headlights look, the I-really-don’t-want-to-hurt-your-feelings look.”
    “Oh.”  Her shoulders slumped. “I honestly thought he was the prince.”
    The mood was solemn as the two retreated into their own thoughts. Then Candace startled her, gripping her arm and grinning. “How about a girls’ night out? Since Royce has to pull a weekender, what about this Saturday? Let’s include Julia.”
    Her friend was becoming giddy with excitement. “I now have a sister-in-law and a sister. Wait a minute…” She frowned. “That won’t work. If all three of us are out, we won’t have a babysitter.”
    Solae wondered if Hershel was working the same shift, then realized to continue to allow him to invade her thoughts would only torture her. “Why not go to a fun place so my god-baby can come and Julia can bring little Ariel.” Solae shrugged. “It should be fun.” Again, she wondered about the boys—Hershel’s. They would enjoy the outing. But Solae couldn’t turn back. As far as she was concerned with Hershel Kavanaugh, it was all or nothing.
    “Then we have a date.” Candace scooted back to her

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