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âDo we have to wallpaper now?â
I laughed. âNo, weâre finished. I got that because it was so cute with the Disney characters and I thought Adam could put it up this weekend.â
âI think sheâll like it,â Grace told me. She patted me on the back. âYouâve done well.â
âThis was the easy part, and I know that. By the way, what the heck do kids eat? â
Grace smiled. âEverything and nothing. Theyâre all different, but usually they love cereal, cookies, cakes, ice cream, candyâ¦.â
âAh, all nutritional food, huh?â
âJust think back to what you liked when you were eight.â
âMy mother didnât give me many choices. And when she did, it was called a treat.â
âYou might turn out to be a better mother than you think. Too many of the moms today let the kids call the shots. With meals, bedtime, everything.â
âSo youâre saying I should restrict her food choices?â
Grace put up a hand and took a step back. âHey, donât get me involved in this part of it. Thatâs all between you and Adam.â
âAh, the joys I have to look forward to. Stay for supper with me? I have leftover roast chicken and I can do up some rice and a salad.â
âSounds good,â Grace said, following me into the kitchen.
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After Grace left, I was sitting in the great room relaxing with my knitting. I glanced at my watch and saw it was 8:00. Adam would be calling soon. When heâd called the night before he said everything had gone well at the hearing. The judge had revoked custody from Carrie Sue and given full custody to Adam. Carrie Sue was still in the hospital and had been informed by the social worker that Clarissa would be leaving Georgia to live in Florida. She was told that if she wanted visitation, sheâd have to retain an attorney and another court date would be set. Since Adam had no contact with Carrie Sue, he wasnât sure what she planned to do.
The phone rang and I answered to hear his voice.
âHey, sweetheart, howâd it go today?â
âNot bad. I spent the whole day with Clarissa Jo. The foster parents seemed nice, but Iâll be glad to get her out of there tomorrow morning.â
âHowâs she feel about coming here to live with us?â
âShe didnât say much. She was pretty quiet most of the day. I took her out for lunch and then we did some shopping for a few new clothes and toys.â
âHow does she feel about leaving Carrie Sue?â
âStrangely enough, she barely mentioned her. I get the feeling that life with Carrie Sue wasnât a bed of roses. She seems to be more upset about leaving Trish behind. This is a college student who cared for her after school and, from the sound of it, many evenings when Carrie Sue was out carousing. Trish had plans the night of the accident, and thatâs why Clarissa was left alone. She begged me to let her see Trish before we leave in the morning, so I called her and Iâm taking them both to breakfast before we hit the road.â
âGood idea.â Even though I wasnât sure I wanted the answer, I couldnât resist asking, âHas she mentioned me at all?â
âNot really. I brought you into the conversation a couple times, but I didnât want to push.â
âRight. Well, I have her room all put together. Grace came by this afternoon and helped me. It looks great. I think sheâll like it.â
âThat was really sweet of you, Monica. I know sheâll like it. Did you go with the Disney characters?â
âYeah, and some ballerinas in the bathroom and a few stuffed toys.â
âIâll tell her all about it tomorrow. God, Iâm wiped. Itâs been a long day.â
I could hear the fatigue in his voice. âDid you have supper yet?â
âYeah, after I dropped Clarissa, I grabbed a bite at a small restaurant.