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[Stephanie Taylor]

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[attr="class","Stephnert"]Stephanie knew they were going through a tough phase. They were a family, but they were also not a traditional family as society expected them to be. That didn’t bother Stephanie. She’d been through a lot with all of them. Though she couldn’t blame Ben for being protective. She could be combative as a sign of protectiveness. But that didn’t mean smothering their children. Hell she was shocked Zach wasn’t some run away rebel kid as bad as she was when she was a teenager.

“We are at the age where they need to be given independence to make their own choices. Where we are there to guide them but not take away their right to make their own choices.” Stephanie explained. She was speaking from her own teenage experiences which had just led to more rebellious decisions. She’d only turned out okay because the military had straightened her out before destroying her in the process.

“You have to be willing to try Benjamin.” Stephanie sounded like his parent more than his spouse some days. Sometimes she swore he just asked questions to hear himself talk. “I think you need to sit down and talk with the both of them.” Stephanie mused. Though she had a feeling that Zach wasn’t going to be all sunshine and rainbows when it came to talk about adoption. That was just her take on it but she wasn’t about to offer that tidbit of information up.

Stephanie was too worn out to fight Ben’s hand on her back. She wasn’t sure herself if she wanted it there or not, but it couldn’t be denied that it felt good for the moment. Stephanie was picky about being touched, especially on her back and only a few people could manage to touch her back without her hauling off and smacking them across the face. “I’m putting Zach in this truck. It’s a good solid truck, it’s not brand new, it’s reliable, and he’ll be protected on the road in it.” She pointed out. Well that had already been a conversation she’d had with Zach if he’d even wanted the truck and ultimately they’d already decided it. When he mentioned going to see the psychologist she nodded. Stephanie hated that place five hundred ways north of sunday.

∵ Benjamin Taylor ∵

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[Benjamin Taylor]

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Stephanie was right, he hardly minded that though when it came to letting go of the child he had tried to raise from a baby. All Ben could see was that little girl in the blanket that he got to take home from the hospital on the best and worst day of life back then. Independence was a lot to ask but then again neither of the kids were silly or completely without thought. “You’re right, they get to make their own choices and have independence, and all I’m saying is that I get to hate it right? I get to hate letting them have that because it means they’ve grown up?” Ben asked.

Ben never thought he would feel the way he did about the kids growing up, he knew they would. He saw it every day and each and every proud moment that he thought, great choice, nice work or even just great life choice. They were growing up and only a few blinks ago they were kids that had no idea putting toast in a DVD player was a bad idea. “I’ll try.” Ben added smiling lightly, he wanted to try but then he was unsure if he could handle it let alone anyone else in the family.

“I’ll sit down with both of them, maybe not today but soon.” Ben said wondering how even asking that would go over. Did Zach want that and would Grace want an official brother? It was more than his choice and at least he had Stephanie’s view on it all which meant more than he could say. Ben kept his hand on Stephanie’s back, he remembered when she disliked his touch or threatened all kinds of things if he came near her. Even something as simple as a touch was enough to show how far they had gone together.

“Good idea, a truck works. He’d be safe like you say and I can make sure he has breakdown cover and everything he needs for it. So he’s not getting out to change tyres.” Ben offered, it hardly because he doubted Zach could but the more dangerous situations they could take away the better he felt. A tyre was simple but the other drivers on the road were hardly that easy. “So guess we need to think of a few baby names, got any ideas?” Ben asked grinning; the news was still sinking in though the more he thought about it the more he loved it.

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