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of View Series Part 4-- An old soul (MJ's POV) We did the Christening thing today. Water on the forehead, blessings, Godparents, all of it. Mom and dad both cried a little. So did I, but not for the same reasons as them. First of all, this name. Morgan? Hello! Girl's name. Thank goodness Ellie couldn't pronounce it, that's why they went with MJ instead. Not great, but still an improvement. They wanted to name me after dad, but for some reason, the ex-wife from hell named her son that, even though dad is not the biological father. I still have misgivings that she really knows WHO the father is. Second, the Godparents. Kristina and Jason? Oh yeah, good choice folks. One whose best friend is said ex-wife, the other whose life dream is to be on the Psychic Friends network. This is whose care you're leaving us in if something happens to you? I'm thinking no. Something you need to know here. I'm what they call an old soul. Coming from these two, are you really that surprised? They're just lucky I wasn't born first, but the higher ups decided that after all the angst they had gone through to get to this point, it really wasn't fair, so they gave them Ellie first. Ellie is definitely a new soul. She bounces around and takes everything in like it's the first time, all wide-eyed and full of wonder. That's cool though. She's a good kid and pretty cute, which is a good thing, since we apparently look alike. I'm sure you can guess. Brown hair like mom's, curly like dads. Yeah, it's curly now. Mom put a kibosh on the hair gel. The eyes are dads too, all dark and soulful. Ellie and I will be able to play mom like a fiddle with those eyes. And yes, we got the dimples. Was there really any doubt? Let me tell ya, Ellie already flashes those like a pro. `Course she learned from the master. I've already seen dad buy his way out of the doghouse more than once and apparently Ellie was paying attention. If you're thinking my mom is a pushover, you're wrong. That's the farthest thing from the truth. She just has a soft spot for my dad. Boy does she ever? For a supposedly tough as nails attorney, she melts like ice cream when he walks in a room. She cracks me up, seriously. She can have attorneys and criminals alike trembling under her intense scrutiny and legal acumen, but ask her to fix anything more complicated than a bowl of cereal, and she needs a paper bag. If anything ever happens to dad, I have a feeling McDonald's will be our second home. Dad I haven't quite figured out. He is supposed to be this powerful guy, but from what I can see, mom is the one with all the power in this relationship. She smiles at him, he grins like a schoolboy. He tries to pull anything over on her, she calls him on it in no time flat. I don't think dad quite knows what to make of her sometimes. From what I understand, mom is the first woman he wasn't able to control. Actually mom is the first WOMAN dad has ever had to deal with period, and I still think it throws him sometimes. From what little back story I have been able to glean, they didn't know what to make of each other for the longest time. I am going to be doing some serious investigating as things go along. This should be an interesting family to belong to. ************** Okay, it's been eight weeks now, and I really like these two, in fact, they are my favorites yet, but if that headboard hits the wall one more time, I am going to scream. There it goes. Time to make my displeasure known.
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