Phil squeezed Jodie's hand reassuringly as they walked into the adoption agency, both of their hearts beating fast with anticipation.
The receptionist smiled at them. "Ah, you must be Lisa's two o' clock. Please have a seat."
Jodie and Phil sat down, their eyes scanning the room, taking in the various brochure and adoption pamphlets.
After a few minutes, a woman appeared from a door at the back of the room "Mr. and Mrs. DeMarco? Please follow me. I'm your adoption specialist." She led them into a private room.
Jodie and Phil were nervous, but they answered all her questions as honestly as possible, telling Lisa about their backgrounds, jobs, and home life. Lisa listened carefully, taking notes as they spoke.
"It sounds like you two would make excellent parents," she said. "I think we
