Alissa walked back into the living room, and sat back down.

     “Coffee’s going.”

     “Okay.  Smells good.”

     “Oh, I love the smell of brewing coffee.”

     “Me, too.”

     “So, do you have a husband, children, Kailey?”

     “No.  I’m married to my work.  My lifestyle isn’t really the type for kids.  I’m gone a lot.”  I paused and smoothed Saralynn’s curls.  “I could get used to this really fast, though.”

     Alissa smiled.  For the first time, I felt a motherly feeling overwhelm me, and I felt...

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