When she told James, his expression changed in an instant. The weariness she’d been living with for years vanished. He wrapped his arms around her, whispering her name over and over, his voice thick with disbelief.
From that day on, he was different again, like the man she’d married. He read parenting books, built the crib a second time, painted over the old walls. He joked about diaper duty, made lists for baby-proofing. He held her belly every night before bed and spoke to the baby in a soft voice she’d never heard before.