Lance

Looking at the way Harley was holding unto that baby, I experience a kind of contentment and joy I never knew I could. I was amazed at how beautiful and perfect the baby looked in her arms.

When she asked me to hold him I nearly passed out with fright. Me, hold a baby. I have never held a baby and the very notion of holding one was flabbergasting. For once I wanted to decline but the look on her face doesn’t brook any argument so I had to take the pup in my arm.

It was incredible the way I felt once the child was in my arm...