A few months went by, and Samantha had become like a sister to me. We were actually becoming close friends. As I got sicker, she really came through f...r me too. She was helping me just like a friend would. I began to lean on her more and more as I got weaker. Having her here had become a God-send.One day, our love making having been off the norm for a month due to my increasing condition, I could see that John was struggling with something. Wrestling it around in his mind. I hoped that he was. She was visibly trembling but remained in her seat even though Brad was obviously very angry. ‘Have you read the file?’ Janey demanded tightly. ‘I didn’t have to read it! ‘Tanaya told me exactly what was in it then made me look at it, ‘ Brad said curtly. ‘Why don’t you ask her what happened instead of going on the police file?’ Janey glanced towards ‘Tanaya with unconcealed distaste and Brad slammed his fist on the table once more. ‘Brad!’ Ren snapped as he grabbed his friend’s forearm with one. It was because she was an independent businesswoman that made her more controlling. But Sister Natalie wasn’t an independent businessperson and she treated me much the same. I realized I had more experience with women than many guys I knew but still I had a lot to learn about them.On the Wednesday before my third Saturday, I came into Sig’s at five o’clock to show Sam my tests. But when I got there, she took me by the hand and said, “I have something to show you.” Leading me to the backroom she. It's not as if I had been keeping it for myself. I did it for both of us.One evening after she had put Jon down for the night, she was rubbing her round little tummy in anticipation of our next child. I sat down beside her and took her hand."Rebecca, I have some very good news for you," I began.She looked at me and smiled, "You do? What is it?" She was like a kid at Christmas. She couldn't wait to hear."I've been able to save some money ... and ... we now have enough for a down payment on a.