Chapter Twenty-Three
“Can you believe Green arranged this? I mean, who would have thought he’d have any idea what a onesie is?” Diane was holding a cute cotton undershirt, a sleeper, and diapers, rummaging through all the baby gifts she’d been given. From the stacks on the sofa and table, it looked like she wouldn’t have to do laundry for weeks.
“I can’t believe you got everything you need for the baby from one shower. Impressive,” Annie said as she thumbed a very pretty little pink dress. “You’re having a girl?” She hadn’t heard Diane or Zac mention that they knew the s*x of the baby.
Diane rolled her eyes. “Jeanette down at the station has six boys but always wanted a girl. She said she’s convinced I’m having one because of how high I’m carrying. I think she honestly believes that by
