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The weeks whirled by and transformed into months. The Cantland household settled into a semblance of normality as the Holiday season approached. On a chilly, Thursday late afternoon Connie waited excitedly in the living room for her delayed husband to arrive for dinner. Cammi was playing in her bedroom while Connie had their dinner warming on the stove. When she heard Carson’s car in the driveway, she hopped up off of the sofa and hurried out to the foyer to wait for him.
“Well, how did it go today?” he eagerly asked.
“We are definitely pregnant,” a smiling Connie declared and rushed into his open arms for a passionate embrace.
No one was there to see the soul of Zianos happy-dancing all around the dining room, singing silently to himself: I finally get to join my family! I finally
