All being well, many more to follow.
You should have seen her in that meeting. I was only window dressing. The guy the words had come out of but she was wheeling and dealing down to the finest percentages of property and rights and territories and in perpetuities. Man she was slaying it. She was more like an evangelist than a lawyer. And I worshipped at her church every day. Who’d blame me.
As we were leaving the meeting and heading for a taxi to get us from the lawyer’s office to the restaurant she whispered in my ear the most beautiful words I’d ever heard “We’re having a baby, baby.”
And that’s really where the story begins.