.. John was sent to cleaning up thekitchen as Karen sat there watching and instructing him. She noted thatJohn was allowing his arms to fall by his s...des when he was not using hishands. Karen approached him and said, "John, you are not being efficientthe way you are holding your arms. I want you to allow your arms toremain parallel to the floor and let your wrists go limp so your handshang down, yes like that." But Ms. Karen isn't that...well...like girly or something?" John you must stop with. Thank you daddy! Ill call Jessica and she ran off. Jessica? What does she have to do with any of this? I wondered, but she was already gone. ******************************************************************* About an hour or so later I was escorting the girls around the local mall. Fluorescent lights and crowds were never my scene, but it was significantly cooler, so cool in fact I got a chill walking in. People of all ages and walks of life had the same idea as us it seemed, it was so. “Personally, I’m very good at following directions without complaint.”“Well it seems that the company has hired the right person to assist me,” he says. “I think we can get along pretty well so long as we keep our communication open and honest.”“That’s fine with me, Roman,” she says, smiling and sipping her coffee. “Is there anything else you wished to talk to me about?”“Have you had a chance to talk with any of the other team members on this new project?” he asks, sipping his coffee too.“Well. “It’s not my body, Alia. It’s your choice. Whatever you decide, I’ll support you.”She smiled slightly. “If it was your decision, what would you do?”My immediate reaction was abort the baby. How would Alia find the strength and time to handle a child? Selfishly, raising Sia had been a full-time occupation. But... I thought of Sia; the charm of her as a child, her cuteness, the endless light she brought into my life, her discovery of the world and the gift she’d given me - to rediscover the.