CHAPTER TWENTYHarrison
His hand was beginning to tingle, because Talia was squeezing it so tightly, as she lay on the table and the ultrasound tech ran the wand over her stomach. Today was their second ultrasound appointment. Apparently, multiple ultrasounds came along with having a high-risk pregnancy.
Harrison tried, but couldn’t tell if the baby was a girl or boy. How do people even tell on these things?
“Everything looks good. And we are not finding out the s*x of the baby, correct?” the tech asked.
“No,” he answered.
At the exact same time, Talia said, “Maybe.” When he looked at her, she was staring back at him, her eyes full of uncertainty.
“Um, I think we aren’t sure. Can we have a few moments to talk it over?” Harrison asked.
Sure, it was a ridiculous question, could they ha
