You fiddled with your fingers, the sound of the door opening making your eyes dart up. Hey,Babe. He sighed, and you looked down at your stomach. "Can we.... Can we talk,Everett?" You would say, and he took off his work shoes Of course, My love. Whats going on? He walked to you, sitting next to you on the couch and looking at you gently as tears started to well in your eyes. Hey,hey,hey... Whats wrong? He pulled you to his chest, And kissed your forehead.
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