I embrace her until her cries cease, and then suddenly she inhales sharply and pulls away.

"My child! Oh, my child!" she says, nearly crying. She was aware of the baby.

"Easy, kitty. The baby is fine, but I wish I could have heard the news about becoming a father directly from you."

"I'm sorry. I intended to share this with you on our date, but everything went awry when I overreacted." She speaks with a voice heavy with regret.

I felt the urge to be angry with her ...