Adult Blogger: PUMP THAT ASS PUMPTHATASS.COM were showering together and he was running his hands over my soon-to-be-swelling belly he mentioned the one thing I'd forgotten in all of this:
"You know, when you turned eighteen you were free to go anywhere you wanted, right? I mean, the court can't tell you where to go anymore, you knew that, right?"
No, I didn't. Stupid me.
I waited until I'd started to show before telling my mom I was pregnant. I didn't want her telling me to get an abortion and she didn't. She did cry, though, later that night in her room and I went to her and we cried together.
The next month I was stepping off of a plane in Charlotte and my dad ran up to me and hugged me and took me home.
It is now a lot of years later and my little boy Solomon (David's son in the Bible), is entering sixth grade and I'm a junior partner at my father's law firm. I'd tried to track David down from his address at the old apartment and found that he was one of those people who lived 'off the grid' and there was really no way to find him at all. He probably doesn't want to be found and maybe he wasn't the best person in the world, but he's the father of my child and my first lover and I'll always cherish his memory.
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