“You ever imagine that? Two mens raising they own baby?” Essie, leaning forward, whispered. Isaiah laughed nervously. “I seen two or more womens do it plenty. Only thing stopping mens is mens.” “That the only thing stopping them?” Samuel asked Isaiah. Isaiah didn’t respond. The baby tugged at him and he broke off another small piece of pie and fed it to him. Then he took a small bite of the pie himself. Isaiah smiled at Essie and nodded his head.
