Bernice and Gracie had wastedno time, and had spent the lastfew weeks jumping throughhoops in order to secure aninterview with child services.The house was spotless, they’dboth dressed to impress andwere both terrified. Theinterview was super important,what if the person theydispatched was homophobic? Orwas a man who hated women?Or was just a normal personwho worried they didn’t ownthe house outright, insteadsharing with another motherand child.It was a minefield!
Everything seemed to go well. The older woman hadseen everything before, and put them at their ease whileasking questions. Neither of them could be sure of theimpression she was getting of them though, she wasgiving nothing away.
The interview went onlonger than they’dexpected by a good fewhours, so Bernice gave atour of the house whileGracie fixed them allsomething to eat.Bernice saw a glimmer ofhope when the womancommented howimpressed she was withthe thought that hadgone into the possiblechilds sleepingarrangements.
During their meal the woman suddenly told them with nopreamble or warning that they had been successful, and couldadopt with their agency.
Neither of them could believe howeasy it had been in the end. Thenext week or so they were in asecond honeymoon mood,everything was going their way.What they didn’t know was thattheir was a crisis in the adoptionsystem – the economic downturnhad seen a drop in applications.The agency would never let anunsuitable couple adopt obviously,but it had meant that theapplication process had beenstreamlined and simplified.
Bernice invited Teresa round and showered her with champagne, it waspartly due to her that they’d thought of adopting in the first place. Theywere adopting a child, skipping the baby and toddlers who were usuallyadopted for someone who really needed a chance.
Alfred Hennrick was feeling the love too. He didn’t knowwhat was wrong with him, but he couldn’t get AmbroseMerrihall out of his head. He decided to ask her out on adate. They’d hung out as friends before, but not like this. Heasked her in a letter, too shy to do it in person.
He arranged to meet her atthe only fancy restaurant intown, but wasn’t certain shewould turn up until she wasthere in front of him.Usually so cool and calm,Alfred was practicallystammering as he handedover the flowers he’dchosen.Luckily Ambrose found itadorable rather than pitiful.After all, Frank, the father ofJulian, had been confidentand smooth but had turnedout to be all wrong.
She took a deep breath before followingAlfred into the restaurant. This was herfirst date since having Julian, she hoped itwould go well. She really quite liked him.
The meal went well, withAlfred making a real effortwith their conversation. Hewalked her home, then shylygave Ambrose a peck on thelips outside her door. Hedidn’t want to scare her off,but in all honesty he was invery unfamiliar territory.
Ambrose wasn’t going to settle for such a chaste kiss at the end of her evening.
So she pulled him in close andlet him know how much shehad enjoyed the evening. Therewas no question, she would beseeing him again.