Six months later

“Well, Mrs. Williams, I think I can explain the nausea…” the community doctor said before turning to Luke…

“Mr. Williams, congratulations… it’s twins.”

“Twins?” Luke stammered. “Twins… my wife is pregnant and it’s twins?”

“Yeah, looks like you’re about six weeks along, Mrs. Williams.”

You look down at your stomach and then up at your husband. You share a smile. This is exactly what you had dreamed of.