Bobbie and Grady were sitting on the floor in front of Everly who was sitting on the toilet with a white plastic stick in her hand, pale and in disbelief.
“Pregnant,” she whispered for what felt like the hundredth time to Bobbie
Bobbie grinned at her and rubbed her knee softly, “yup. The witch was right.”
“She said it’s going to feel at some point its going to all fall apart.”
“She also said,” Bobbie reminded her, “for you not to worry because this is meant to be. Let’s not get caught up in the craziness of a message and can we not just see how incredible this is?” She nudged Grady who had called her when he hadn’t been able to get Everly to stop crying while sitting on the toilet. “Tell her.”
Grady couldn’t stop grinning at his wife who was a tearful mess, “babe, she’s right. My swim
