sternly. âYouâre a baby.â
âSeventeen in a month,â I offered.
âYou donât drive,â Mrs. Corrigan said.
âNot interested in driving,â I said.
âYou donât have a job,â Mrs. Corrigan said.
âUp to this point, Iâve been too involved in school activities to find time for gainful employment. But my family comes first. Iâll begin a job search pronto.â
âOh my God. Oh my God.â She closed her eyes and put her head in her hands. âWeâre going to end up raising this baby, Reggie,â she said.
That set a fire under the professorâs rear. âWe should discuss adoption,â he said.
âNo!â Maggie shouted. âThis is my baby! You canât give away my baby!â
âIâm not giving away your babyâjust suggesting that youâd be doing a wonderful thing for a couple and for your child if you did. Youâd be giving the gift of your love to people whoââ
âNo!â Maggie cried. Tears began sliding from her eyes. That set a fire under me.
âI hear you, sir. Love is a wondrous gift. Very wonderful. But first and foremost, my job is to support the emotional needs of my wife.â
âYour wife?â Mr. Corrigan repeated.
âYou didnât. You couldnât,â Mrs. Corrigan said to Maggie.
âThey couldnât,â Mr. Corrigan said. âTheyâre minors.â
âWe could if we had your permission,â I said.
Mrs. Corrigan stood up. She held her teacup so tightly, it looked as if she would crush it. Then she whipped that teacup onto the wood floor so it smashed into a million pieces.
We all jumped.
âJesus, mom! Psycho much? You think Iâm crazy? I learned from the best!â Maggie cried.
Mrs. Corrigan glared at Maggie. âShut your mouth.â She turned and took off into the kitchen, cursing us all out under her breath. Maggie kicked back her chair, cursed, and chased after her mom like she was a dog going after a stick somebody threw.
A moment later, shouting came from the kitchen.
Meanwhile, Mr. Corrigan and I sat in the dining room. I smiled at him. Mom had told me to smile if I was ever confused because I have a nice smile. I didnât know what else to do. Our meeting wasnât going very well.
Mr. Corrigan shook his head. âTaco,â he said. âThis is real. This is happening.â
âI get it,â I said. âReality.â
âDanielle has been in counseling to deal with anger. Maggie too. This situationâ¦this fighting?â Mr. Corrigan pointed at the kitchen door and shook his head. He looked so sad. âThese are two people I love who are liable to destroy each other. Can you help me please?â
I took a deep breath. I wasnât really sure what he was asking. But I wanted to help him, and I figured if I helped Maggie, I was also helping him. âI will do everything I can,â I said.
Mr. Corrigan nodded. âIâll help you if you help me.â
In the kitchen Maggie screamed stuff I wonât repeat. Mrs. Corrigan screamed back. Some glasses broke.
âI think you should leave now. Weâll talk again soon,â Mr. Corrigan said.
âIâm worried about Maggie. Danielleâ¦Mrs. Corrigan wonât accidentally stab her or make her want to die or anything?â I asked.
âNo, Danielle loves Maggie very much,â Mr. Corrigan said. âThis is just a hard time.â
Because Maggie seemed so sad when she came to my house the night before and because it was her mom who caused her to be so sad, I didnât know if I should believe Mr. Corrigan, you know? My mom would never have made me feel like that. My mom also told me to be polite and respectful though, and Mr. Corrigan was a good and trustworthy person who would protect his daughter, so I decided to believe him. I took a deep breath and said, âPlease tell Maggie to contact me at
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