I study her, confused, "You... what are you talking about? Why wouldn't you be smiling if you were pregnant? And if you aren't, then why bring something like that up?"
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
"Four...Children..." I shudder before shaking my head, "I bright it up because Jackie is. She's...she's been pregnant. It happened around a year after Hales was born. It's a boy. She hasn't told Nic yet."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones you did. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. — Mark Twain
