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Jonah's phone buzzed. He smiled, seeing the name on the text message.
To: Jonah Cloud Nine // Today 7:55 PM
Amy: Hey, I mean it. Thank you for being wonderful today. Even with all the craziness, this still went better than Emma's delivery!
To: Amy floor supervisor // Today 7:56 PM
Jonah: Of course Ames. Hey let me know when I can come by after you get home, I have a couple frozen dinners for you
To: Jonah Cloud Nine // Today 7:56 PM
Amy: Dinners? Why?
To: Amy floor supervisor // Today 7:57 PM
Jonah: So you don't have to worry about making Emma and yourself dinner for a little while. I wanted to do a whole week but I don't think your fridge has room. So I'll just have to come over and cook. ;)
Jonah was pretty sure he could hear her roll her eyes over text message. He's still upset about not having a defined relationship with Amy, and a little offended that Adam doesn't know yet, but he knows it's Amy's family and she will tell then when she's ready. Tonight, she has a brand new, perfect son. With Adam. He thought, picturing them together, looking at their beautiful baby, together. Nope. No, not now. Shaking his head he can't stop himself from texting
To: Amy floor supervisor // Today 7:59 PM
Jonah: Hey is Adam still there?
He watched his phone as the three little dots appeared and disappeared over again. Meaning she is typing, then erasing, then typing, then erasing... "What is so hard to write that she has to keep editing herself?" He accidentally asked out loud. At least he had finally found his own place, I can't imagine what Garrett would have said. I guess of everyone, Garrett would have just ignored it. He's a good roommate. This time Jonah made sure he was thinking inside his head. Still, he watched those dots on the screen and his brain started filling in what he thought she was saying. "Adam is here and we decided he will move in." "Jonah, Adam asked me to marry him again and in all the new baby happy hormones I said yes." "Adam is happy you were here, but doesn't want you trying to play dad."
Those stupid dots were still there.
"Ugh I can't take this!" He actually shouted in his living room.
My neighbors are going to think I'm schizophrenic. He was about to just call her when he saw those three dots replaced by a long text:
To: Jonah Cloud Nine // Today 8:05 PM
Amy: Oh, no, he isn't. He went to get Emma and take her to his mom's house. I just had a baby for heaven's sakes and he keeps going on and on about how stressed he was today. Then he said "I'll take Emma's to my mom's, YOU CANNOT IMAGINE the day I've had." And I kinda lost it. Really? I, the human who just pushed another human out of her like a weird version of Alien, can't imagine his day? Long story short, he knows about you. Sorry to drop this on you, I know I haven't really wanted to define things yet.
Hmm...he knows about me. I wonder what hr knows about me. Still progress is progress, Jonah thought to himself, trying to keep himself from getting too excited as he typed.
To: Amy floor supervisor // Today 8:07 PM
Jonah: :) Can I come visit now, or are you going to go to sleep soon?
To: Jonah Cloud Nine // Today 8:08 PM
Amy: :/ I think visiting hours are over. I also think they have no security here, so I guess, do what you want? I won't be sleeping for a while. I have a new roommate hacking up a lung, I'm trying to decide if I should tell her they didn't change the blanket from the dead lady...maybe she'd leave if she knew.
Jonah smiled, jumped in his car, and rehearsed what he wanted to say the whole drive to the clinic.