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"What's going on down there?" It was Mrs. Adams. "It's OK mama. I've got things under control." "Yea bastard you got things under control...you and your mama huh? Why the hell don't you marry her because she sure ain't going to let your ass marry me!" "Baby...baby come on let's go to our room where we can talk in private." "I am not going to the fucking room! I am leaving your ass! I am leaving and taking my baby with me! You don't give a damn about me. You don't care about nobody but your mama!" "Lord Harold she is stinking drunk!" "Mama please go on back to bed. This is between me and Dana." (pg 23, para 2)

"Our daughter is an angel isn't she Dana? That's one thing I know we did right. We did so right when we made her huh?" "That's a definite yes" she answered smiling. For a moment their eyes locked and all the feeling Dana had tried to bury came rushing back. (pg 31, para 4)

"What's your name? I'm Chris Blue beautiful."

He was tall...more than six feet slender and looked to be in his late twenties. His skin was a little lighter brown than hers and his hair was long and curly. He had it pulled back in a pony tail hanging in golden brown curls down his back. His clothes were expensive and his jewelry appeared to have cost a fortune.

"I'm Dana Adams" she finally said extending her hand. He took it and bowed saying "it's a pleasure to meet you Dana Adams." She smiled because he looked so silly bowing like he was back in the day somewhere. pg 65, para 2 last line, para 3, para 4 & pg 66 para 4 cont from pg 65)