Chapter Nine
Next evening, Gunnar slowed his truck to a stop in front of Suzannah’s little bungalow, and checked the dashboard clock one last time. The green lights read five-thirty. Surely, she’d be home from the clinic by now?
He glanced over to the passenger seat. Three large colorful gift bags sat overflowing with clothes, dress-up costumes, books, blocks, and puzzles. He’d naturally gravitated to anything pink, but Maddie had very quickly set him straight, so many of the items were gender-neutral. Except for the pink princess dress with the sparkles and the matching tiara and wand. And the green and pink fairy wings. And the enormous pink pillow unicorn. A daddy had to give a few frilly things to his little girl. Even if she ended up playing with lassos and batman glasses. Nothing w
