Chapter Two
I had washed my hands of the entire ordeal. I wasn’t expecting to hear anything from the man that I had talked to. I didn’t know what I was going to do with my life, but I was ready to be out of the minefield of the idea of surrogacy.
Well, that wasn’t exactly true. I had been brooding, feeling guilty about the way that I had treated him, about the harsh words that I had thrown in his face. I wasn’t capable of vocalizing my guilt however, so mostly I just went to work and came home, my stomach in knots. I hadn’t been able to eat, but it had helped me take off the couple of extra pounds that had been hanging around my waist since Christmas dinner with my mother and grandparents.
They had always tried to feed me and made sure that I took enough leftovers home to last me for mo
