He didn’t move. He felt like he was being bombarded by a million images all at once. Relief hit him. Relief that she wasn’t seriously ill. And then surprise, shock, awe, and then, inexplicably, joy. Fear was close on its heels, but joy remained. She was having his baby. He knew he should feel… no, he didn’t know what he should feel. What he did know was for some insane reason, knowing that she was carrying his baby made him happy. Insanely, weirdly, deliriously happy.

     “Say something,” she whispered, fear in her eyes.

     He kissed her. When he pulled back and looked into her stunned eyes, it was all he...