Andrew’s POV…
Tuesday passed much the same. Emma has tried so hard to get me to tell her what I’m having delivered. I refuse. I want her to be surprised.
Every time I talk to her, I ask her how she’s feeling. She’s a little nauseous in the mornings. I love looking at the tiny little bump below her belly button. Work Wednesday started as usual but by 11 had morphed. We paired up with another crew to tie our work together. We really are getting close to finishing up down here. This hitch plus one more and we will be done. Most of the next hitch will be clean up.
Emma text me around 1 to tell me she received a box. This is it. I can’t wait for her to open it. I text her back and tell her to open it up.
She does.
“Andrew it’s jewelry. This is too much!” She texts me and I can sense th
