"Doctors appointment. They are gonna check and everything," I sigh. "I'm leaving now. He probrably wants you to be there too...We need to get this straight," I whisper.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I follow Rayah to the doctor's office and hold her hand as she signs in. It's too soon to tell anything major...but I'm supposed to feel this nervous, right?
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
They call our names and I swallow before standing and walking in, squeezing Jace's hand. They tell me to lay on the bed sort of thing and there's and x-ray T.V. I look over at Jace. "I'm nervous. What do you think they are going to say?"
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
"In my contact with people I find that, as a rule, it is only the little, narrow people who live for themselves, who never read good books, who do not travel, who never open up their souls in a way to permit them to come into contact with other souls -- with the great outside world." — Booker T. Washington, Up From Slavery