Thirty-Eight
Carl arrived home to a table set with flowers and wine glasses. Nina was in the kitchen stirring something in a pot that smelt good.
‘I could get used to this,’ Carl said, kissing her on the cheek. ‘What’s the special occasion?’
‘Celebrate my news.’
‘What news?’
‘I got in to see Dr Merry today while you were off gallivanting around the countryside. She had a cancellation.’
‘And?’
‘She’s given me the all clear. There is no reason why we can’t get pregnant.’
Carl wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. ‘That’s great!’
After Carl released her from his embrace, Nina swept her hand over the table. ‘Last drinks.’
‘Aren’t we supposed to wait until you’re pregnant?’
‘We are not taking any chances, Mr West. I don’t want our child starting life behind the eight ball simpl
