Chapter 22Boaz dutifully took me to June’s house, and I gave him a return time to come pick me up. I couldn’t believe he was dropping me off at group, wishing me a fun time, and would return to pick me up later. He was a full-service man, and I was needy.
Group was a good distraction from my hormones. Re-centering me to a place of sanity. We talked about how grief comes up at life events for birth mothers. Another pregnancy or birth, a death, marriage . . . these things would all come with the awareness of the loss. It would hopefully not ruin the event, but it was good to know that it wasn’t abnormal either.
When group was over, Boaz was waiting for me. Everyone came outside to meet him, swooning over his car and his body and causing his brown skin to flush pink. I wore an amused and pr
