I think he broods on things a little because he doesn't want to hurt her more, but deep down, he's a pretty strong bloke. He's still struggling with the booze thing, but you wouldn't know it to look at him. He's, like, Super Dad. I'm never standing next to him, because I'll look like crap in comparison. Last I spoke to her, he was heading home so they could talk. I hope they sorted things out. She called me to complain about a Brazillian. Just like the good old days. Okay, I Googled. Unless you got a butt thermometer, you stick it under his arm until it beeps.
I know. I want to keep touching him to make sure he's real.
Which I can understand, but I'm sure he'd never hurt her. No, you really wouldn't. He's an amazing bloke. Hey, you don't look like crap, love. You're doing pretty well, you know. A Brazillian? I think I just cried a little. I couldn't ever face one of those. Before or after birth. I told you to put it under his arm.
Of course he wouldn't, not intentionally. Ali's just fragile, and now we have Campbell, I can see why. She's had two babies die. How would we feel if Campbell had died? I don't know if I could function. Yeah, a Brazillian. She wanted to be sexy, but he apaprently doesn't think she needed it. Aw man, he's trying to do the wriggle pretzel thing again. He's restless now I've woken him up. Do I just stick it under there? What if he doesn't like it? He's not going to like me undressing him.
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agentcampbell) wrote2010-01-17 06:51 pm
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I know. I want to keep touching him to make sure he's real.
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Me too. He's the best thing we ever did.
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I still can't believe he's mine.