♥ Casey ♥
The café was half full at lunchtime, warm and noisy. I saw Amy near the window, a bright scarf around her neck, her hand resting on her small bump. She smiled when I slipped into the chair opposite her.
“Tell me everything,” I said. “Baby first,”
“Peanut is still perfect,” she said. “The doctor is happy, the scans look good, and Caleb is already googling prams like it is his job,” relief eased something tight inside me.
“Good,” I said. “That is all I want to hear,”
“And Megan’s wedding plans are racing along,” she added. “She and Shane saw that garden venue with the fairy lights. If the date works, they are going to book it. I can already see her walking down that path. It suits them,” I pictured it. Megan in soft colors, Shane looking like he had just realized he was the l
