"But she knows<em>your</em>hands.. And Isabelle's hands.. And Mimi's hands... It's gonna be you who'll actually take care of her. What.. what is that<em>I</em>can give her?? I'm constantly thinking about this, all the time... Is this.. a sign of weakness?? That I already love her so much.. that I could give her to a<em>real</em>mother who.. can express her love?..."<br/>Imma adjusted herself a bit to lean more against his body, to sit up a bit more.<br/>"<em>Cody</em>, I'm serious.. How will we be able to perform this??"<br/>Her second question was almost cutting the mild autumn air with its pure honesty.<br/>