“I want more.” “I want all of him. I want to push him back inside me so he can be mine forever and ever and ever...” “I just didn’t...” “I didn’t really expect him to walk and talk and think, and kick and...” “He’s different from my idea. From the squirming pink doll who's lived in my head so long.”

“He was always going to be, Will.” “Why are you letting him go?”

“I’m NOT!” “I, m’not, I’m letting him go AWAY from me. See?” “Because now, in the itty bitty of it all, he wants that.”

Because that is what he wants.

“But...” “You will be sad.”

“I’ll hurt all the time!” “But look, he’s happy. And if he’s happy, I think I can be a lot happy, and a little sad, and that’s okay.”

“I do not understand.”

“I know, bunny.” “I know you don’t.”