Bella wanted to hate Whitney so badly. She intended to. What in the world could she see in Kal? What had Bella ever seen in him? This was all so overwhelming. Why was she here?
She finally let her see Gibson. Whitney had talked her into it. She talked of how she and Kal could watch Gib so Bella and Fish could have some alone time. Maybe she was right. Maybe she needed a little more support here other than just her Mom and Fish. Her sister certainly hadn't taken an interest in Gib.
Bella watched Whitney with the baby. It pained her even to see how well Whitney handled the infant.
"Oh, my sister has a baby," Whitney told her her Mom had taken in foster children for years. "I've seen lots of babies."
Bella could see Whitney wanted to tell her about herself, but the strangest thing, Whitney wanted to know about her. She wanted to know what Bella liked. The things she did. The jobs she had. Bella felt her cold icy self melt. Whitney truly wanted to listen. And she did.
Bella found herself pouring out all her fears she'd had about Jane. How she didn't want it to happen again. How she didn't have any time for Fish.
"Then let us see to Gibson, from time to time," Whitney suggested.
"I dunno. I don't want him to be alone with Kal. I don't trust him."
"He wouldn't hurt Gibson."
"We've said some things to each other," Bella said. "He hates me."
"He thinks you hate him."
"Well, I do." She meant it too.
"All right, but you can't keep his son from him," Whitney told her. "Is that all you want him to think when he thinks of his father?"
"No." Bella guessed not. "Its just I'm not sure I want him around unless you're there, too."
"I wish I could guarantee it, but really its not like he's committed to anything with me."
"You haven't had sex with him?" That was down right odd to Bella.
"No." Whitney sighed. "I'm waiting. I want to wait til I'm married."
"Really?" That sounded so old fashioned, but Bella admired that in Whitney. "You are so brave," Bella told her. Somehow she felt weaker than ever.