Pauline told her that she hadn’t mentioned it to her because she had thought that there was a chance I would change my mind.
She said she was going to adopt me and take care of me just like I was her own baby. Then she made the two of us dinner. She put me in a high chair and fed me baby food like I was an infant. I guess I am, but I still hate the thought of being fed.
After dinner they took me into the living room to watch tv with them. Her daughter held me while I sucked on my bottle of formula. The formula didn’t taste that bad, I decided, and I finished it quickly. It wasn’t too long before I messed in my diaper.