Cal

"I'm waiting, Noelle. When were you going to tell me?"

My patience with her is running thin. I've had my suspicions, but they were confirmed this morning when I watched her closer than I ever have. Since I'm the baby of a family of five and the rest of my siblings are girls, I know a thing or two about pregnant women. 

"Soon," she hedges, clasping her fingers in front of her stomach. "It's getting to the point where I can't keep it to myself," she ...