04-07-2004, 07:35 PM
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Join Date: Nov 2002
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Janice Fleming
The next few days passed in a flurry. Jack was out of town and Janice was basically on her own for the first time since this whole thing had started. She and Mark had resumed their sessions, but not twice daily and they were subdued -- merely serving their original purpose. Unpassionate procreation.
This was how it was meant to be, she reminded herself. Just an act. Nothing personal. Even so, there was an intangible sense of loss that she just couldn't get a grip on. That and an elusive desire for something more.
Janice busied herself during the day and spent extra time with the little ones in the hope that at last things were finally levelling off to a place a little more normal than they had been for the last little while. She had phoned Devi a couple of times only to get the answer machine. Somehow that made her feel even sadder and increased the mysterious longing that kept nagging at her.
She'd hoped beyond hope that she would have a positive test result when she went for her check up, but that was not to be either. It certainly didn't help her growing downward spiral into depression. Jan knew she was going to have to take her friend's advice and finally sit down with Mark and talk heart-to-heart. Jack would be home tomorrow and she'd discuss it with him then, at the same time loathing the thought of having to tell him that she wasn't pregnant yet.
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