Epilogue
Henry spotted his wife making her way through the sea of students slowly flowing out the doors of the gym where commencement had recently ended. Dressed in a black robe and matching mortarboard with golden summa c*m laude cords draped around her neck. She was possibly as beautiful as she’d been almost four years ago in her wedding gown. Maybe more so. Loose-fitting as her graduation robe was, it didn’t obscure her growing belly, and memory of her joking this morning about being pregnant at her graduation for the second time in her life brought a brighter smile to his face. She’d followed the comment with an observation that this time she wasn’t a scared teenager but a confident business owner and wife looking forward to the birth of their child with nothing but excitement. He cou
