Rebecca by Adam J Nicolai

Author:Adam J Nicolai
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Lone Road Publishing, LLC
Published: 2013-01-07T05:00:00+00:00

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Becca nodded off after eating, so Sarah took the chance to search on her phone for daycares in Connecticut. Despite her better instincts, bracing herself for failure, she searched first for "daycares Yale." The tiny phone screen went blank; a little bar at the top labored to fill using her tremulous internet connection.

She felt stupid even looking at this. They weren't going to have a bunch of daycares around Yale. You didn't go to Yale to find a place to stick your kid. You went to excel. You went to change your life.

The screen lit up with the results. Yale had a page on its website dedicated to on-site childcare.

Her breath caught. No way. She clicked on the first link, and everything looked great: they were right on campus, they took infants at least six weeks old (which Rebecca should be by then, just barely), and they served "Yale families as well as community families." She couldn't find pricing, though - it said to call for that.

She tried the second link and found a center very similar to the first. A wild hope fluttered in her chest.

It'll be expensive, I'm sure, on-site daycare at Yale? Crazy expensive, but maybe Mom will go for it. She could afford it.

She clicked back to the main page, with the daycare listings, and clicked on the heading to try to find more general information about enrollment. It took her to a page for faculty and staff.

Her hope curled up and died.

Faculty and staff. Of course, faculty and staff. Not students. The students don't come with kids of their own.

Her cheeks were burning. Stupid. She tossed her phone on the couch, feeling like an idiot. In the silence, Rebecca's swing creak-clicked.

Well, it had been a pipe dream anyway. Even if she were able to keep Becca at an on-site daycare, she was sure she wouldn't be allowed to keep a screaming baby in the dorms. The very notion was asinine. She'd have to live off campus, which meant Mom would have to pay for her rent, too, and that's where she'd probably draw the line.

I'm sorry, Sarah, she could hear her saying, I wish things were different, but you have to live with the consequences of your actions.

She waited for the reflexive burst of anger at Rebecca, but for once it didn't come. She was mad at Cal, she was mad at her mom, she was furious with herself. But she wasn't mad at Becca. Not today.

It wasn't her fault.

Sarah rubbed her forehead and sighed. "Dammit," she muttered.

There's still adoption. I can give her up.

But the adoption process probably took forever. If she'd wanted to do that, she should've started looking into it months ago. And...

Sarah stood and padded to the swing. Becca was swaddled inside, her head lolled comically to one side, her face pudgy and pristine. She had that same pursed-lips look she always seemed to have when she was sleeping, but something had changed about it. It didn't look judgmental. It looked cute.

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