Taking Chances (14 page)

My mom screamed next to me, and thirty people enveloped me, all giving us double congratulations. It was a whirlwind, and an hour later I had to sit down from exhaustion.

“I guess no champagne for you,” my dad said as he raised his glass to give a toast. Next to him stood my mom, who had finally stopped crying, and Mrs. Garrett, who also wiped away tears. In the crowd mine and Harvey’s friends smiled at us. We all raised our glasses, mines filled with water, and toasted to a long and happy marriage and a healthy baby.

H
arvey pulled
me to his bedroom after a while to escape from the chaos.

“Darlin’, how do you feel?” he asked, worry in his eyes.

“I’m tired,” I said, “but so happy.” He still looked worried.

“What about the miscarriage? Does it affect this baby?” he asked.

“No, and since we’re at the three-month mark, the chance of miscarriage is very low,” I said, loving how he was so anxious about the baby and me.

“OK,” he said, rubbing my tummy, worry clearly still in his eyes. I giggled.

“What do you think? Are you happy?” I said, asking the question I’d been afraid of.

Harvey looked into my eyes and said, “I’ve never been happier, darlin’. Never been happier.” My soon-to-be husband kissed me, and I realized that I, too, had never been happier.

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