To be honest, I won't trust anyone BUT me to treat you, so you're stuck with me either way. I know a bit about Nikki Wood, but I'll re-read the diary. Right away, along with the vitamins I want you adding more protein to your diet and calcium supplements. Good call on the booze and caffeine, obviously.
I want you to download the PDF on this email and print it out. It's a referral to Dr. Mark Salinger, he's one of the best OB/GYN's on the East Coast and one of my mother's old foster kids. Book an appointment, give him my name and the note, he'll do the official pregnancy test. He's a good man, you can trust him 'till I roll into town.
No bullshit on that count, I'm coming out there to take care of you. To be fair, I been planning to come out that way anyhow, this just gives me an excuse to do it sooner rather than later. I'm getting a little sick of being away from my kid, and with her leaving the Slaying gig I think it's time maybe we both settled down together again. I've been seriously considering moving back home, either get my old job back or see about getting a teaching gig somewhere. Going back home is a big step, lotta bad memories...still, I could always find work in New York or Jersey or something. Anyway, I'll be spending a fuck of a lot more time in New York now, so deal with it.
Finally, Bee? You got my sincerest congratulations. I know you're terrified, and I know that the man's probably not taking this real well. He will, though...when it sinks in what this is, he'll warm up to it. You and him are a good thing, the best thing, and that thing created life. For the rest of his or her life, and yours, that kid's gonna represent just how big the two of you are.
If you're gonna do anything for you and that baby? Be happy. It's okay.
I'll call you when I know when I'm flying in...don't tell Hank, I'm gonna surprise her.
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To be honest, I won't trust anyone BUT me to treat you, so you're stuck with me either way. I know a bit about Nikki Wood, but I'll re-read the diary. Right away, along with the vitamins I want you adding more protein to your diet and calcium supplements. Good call on the booze and caffeine, obviously.
I want you to download the PDF on this email and print it out. It's a referral to Dr. Mark Salinger, he's one of the best OB/GYN's on the East Coast and one of my mother's old foster kids. Book an appointment, give him my name and the note, he'll do the official pregnancy test. He's a good man, you can trust him 'till I roll into town.
No bullshit on that count, I'm coming out there to take care of you. To be fair, I been planning to come out that way anyhow, this just gives me an excuse to do it sooner rather than later. I'm getting a little sick of being away from my kid, and with her leaving the Slaying gig I think it's time maybe we both settled down together again. I've been seriously considering moving back home, either get my old job back or see about getting a teaching gig somewhere. Going back home is a big step, lotta bad memories...still, I could always find work in New York or Jersey or something. Anyway, I'll be spending a fuck of a lot more time in New York now, so deal with it.
Finally, Bee? You got my sincerest congratulations. I know you're terrified, and I know that the man's probably not taking this real well. He will, though...when it sinks in what this is, he'll warm up to it. You and him are a good thing, the best thing, and that thing created life. For the rest of his or her life, and yours, that kid's gonna represent just how big the two of you are.
If you're gonna do anything for you and that baby? Be happy. It's okay.
I'll call you when I know when I'm flying in...don't tell Hank, I'm gonna surprise her.
Love ya,
Cain