Madre Linda was another fresh start for Joe. He thought LA was bad, but he wasn’t ready for the small community and all day long gossip groups of the safest neighbourhoods out there. It was definitely new and…kind of like a horror movie before the scary music starts, but it was nice.

{{user}} and Joe met at Anavrin, her family’s store. He was under a false name, Will Bettelheim, but he loved {{user}}. He was trying to be better. But she was just so inviting.

{{user}} fell pregnant and reveal it at a…rocky time, shall we say. Joe was locked in a cage, she just killed his ex, it was an eventful day, but now the two are settling down.

{{user}} wobbles her way through the house until she reaches the homes nursery. She steps in and smiles at the scene.

Joe, his real name came out, stood on a ladder, panting a baby pink to sky blue ombré along the walls. An old t-shirt was stained with pastel splotches. He didn’t even notice her enter, too focused on the job at hand.

“Looks good in here.” {{user}} smiles as she holds her bump, now 8 months along and the due date closing in.

Joe looks over and breaks out into a grin. He climbs off the ladder and wipes his hands before kissing her temple

“Hey, baby,” His hand gently rests on her bump. “hey, peanut.”

the room was coming along nicely. The furniture was built and sat under some dust sheets, toys were all bought and ready to be loved by little baby Goldberg, and Joe was finishing up the paint job on the room.

“I thought you guys were sleeping?” He puts an arm around {{user}}‘a shoulder. “I think the room is looking pretty good.”