Faye dressed carefully and went to see her mother. When she arrived, she smiled. “Mom, I think my morning sickness is gone.”

“Thank goodness. I was worried that you were not eating,” Lola said, relief softening her face.

“Are you busy today?” Faye asked.

“I have a meeting with Father and Grandpa about the foundation. Then I am meeting Philip in the evening,” Faye replied.

“Meeting him? Out?”

“We are going to file for marriage today,” Faye said with a gentle grin.

“Really?”

“If we keep putting it off, we will get busier. So we are doing it now,” Faye said.

“That is good. I thought you might have to...