CHAPTER SIXTY EIGHT ALEXANDER I sighed when Sally walked away. She was obviously still mad at me and wouldn't want to talk to me. I knew I needed to do something to make Sally warm up to me one more time, but what would that be? I shook my head and began walking upstairs. I heard stubborn footsteps behind me, and knowing who it was annoyed me the most. "Alex, you didn't even check out the ultrasound," Beverly said, as she followed me behind. I pretended not to hear her and kept walking. She was persistent and followed behind me. "Our baby is a boy. You should be happy."I stopped abruptly by the stairs. I should be happy? My first child would come from a harlot. What was there to be happy about? An innocent child that may never be loved by the father. "It's a boy," Beverly repeated. I got the whole concept then. She wanted me to be jumping on my feet because our son was a boy. Well, she lost because it didn't entice me one bit. In fact, the news only angered me the more, be
Read more