in. Then just pack some clothes for me. My fuzzy pajama pants. The nursing shirt
that’s hanging in the closet. And underwear.”
“I’ll start packing,” William said and returned to the bedroom.
“Thanks, hubby!” she called after him. “You're the best!”
He packed her things. “Do you want any bras?”
“I shan’t be needing those. But pack my robe and some slippers too!”
He added them, then carried the bag to the nursery.
“Grab the pink blanket your grandma made and also a couple of the pacifiers!”
He placed the outfit in the bag and searched around the room. “Where’s the
blanket?” he called.
“Um, I think it’s in the closet.”
He found it and added it, along with diapers and wipes, as she instructed. Then he
set the bag near the front door.
“I think we’re all set,” he said, dropping beside her on the couch. “When was the
last one?”
“I’m not sure. I forgot to check the clock,” she said, eyes locked on the Gameboy
screen.
The VCR clock now read 4:30. William regretted not setting the correct time
earlier. It had annoyed him flashing twelve so much he just pressed buttons until
it stopped.
“Oh!” Casey shouted.
“Is that another one?” William asked, glancing at the clock.
“No. I accidentally hit the button twice and couldn’t place the piece where I
wanted them.” She paused the game, then winced. “Yes. I am having a contraction.”
She set the game aside and massaged her hips, breathing deeply before returning to