Tracie Peterson

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Categories: Fiction
Brad said, wiping sweat from his face.
    “Racquetball is not for the faint of heart,” Justin countered, his breath coming in heavy pants. “Nor for those whose minds are otherwise preoccupied. Wanna
... tell me about it?”
    Brad gathered his things and went over to the bench. “It’s just this adoption thing. Tess isn’t herself. It’s been almost a week since we mentioned the idea to her, and she’s grown more despondent by the day. I think she knows it would be a good solution, but she’s terrified to admit it.”
    “Well, parenting is a big responsibility,” Justin said, packing his racket away. “Maybe it’s just kind of overwhelming her.”
    “Not Tess. It wouldn’t be the tasks or the responsibilities that would overwhelm her.”
    Justin sat down beside him. “Look, I think you’ve both been so focused on this one issue, that there’s been little time for anything else.”
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