Erika
It is great to see Jenn and Paul. It's been nearly six months since I've seen my best friend, and they are only going to be in New York for a few days.
“Look at you!" Jenn shrieks as she reaches out to my swollen midsection and then wraps me in a hug.
When she backs up, she shakes her head.
“I know," I say. “I'm huge."
“No! You're absolutely radiant."
I shrug as I reach for Vic's arm. “I've never been happier."
“It shows," she says with a smile as she and Paul say their hellos to Vic.
Once we're seated at a very nice table, high above the city with a spectacular view of the city's lights, we all fall into easy conversation. That's the way it is with good friends—as if you've never been apart.
After our salads are finished, Jenn asks, “So you're really going to eat that
