You would think that since we are in Georgia he would want to root for the Falcons. XXNX I call it telempathy. If it is a genetic thing related to the way Dee Dee and I mixed our DNA at the time of conception, then what is the likelihood of Donnie’s and my DNA mixing the same way? Sorry for all of these ‘probablies’, but I’m on shaky ground here. He doesn’t seem to mind. If I wasn’t, then the second most likely scenario is that I was feeling the presence of my children. When our second batch was prepared by the nurses, Andrew gave a baby each to Dee Dee and me. We were engaged in a little hanky panky of the oral kind. Too much suffering makes it too real. Andrew was between us, holding a hand of each of us.




















