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Contents ( 61)
  1. Contents
  2. Preface
  3. God Must Be a Country Music Fan
  4. A Little Turkey Somewhere
  5. Headed for Two Giant Glaciers
  6. A Dead End
  7. White-Trash Redneck
  8. Golden Ticket
  9. Another Not-So-Good Guy
  10. A Special Purpose
  11. Part of the Plan
  12. Generosity
  13. Getting Worse
  14. Bah Humbug
  15. Thin and Shredded
  16. Opportunities
  17. Chance Encounter
  18. A New Song
  19. Serenity
  20. Under the Speckled Stars
  21. Help
  22. Windows
  23. Stuck in Traffic
  24. Flawed and Broken
  25. Doug’s Bike Shop
  26. It’s Bad When
  27. A Common Bond
  28. A Tiny Fraction of Hope
  29. As Poor as I Am
  30. Opportunities
  31. The Note
  32. A Handshake
  33. Something So Cool
  34. Stripped and Left Barren
  35. Nice on a Bumper Sticker
  36. Family Portrait
  37. Better and Worse
  38. Like a Circus in There
  39. Lost Cause
  40. A Hero
  41. Silent Night
  42. The Storm
  43. The Man Inside
  44. Christmas Gift
  45. My Little One
  46. The Only Thing
  47. The Weight of the World
  48. Receiving
  49. The Sign
  50. All His Heart and All His Soul
  51. Where You’re Going
  52. Home
  53. Under the Tree
  54. Paper Angels
  55. The Shoes
  56. A Piece
  57. Epilogue
  58. The Following July
  59. Acknowledgments
  60. Author’s Note
  61. A Conversation with Jimmy Wayne
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The babies and mommy were fine. Kevin ended up spending the next hour with Jenny at the hospital. His mother-in-law went back home, where Grandpa was watching Gregory.

On their way out, Kevin held Jenny’s hand and said nothing. He was finally able to compose himself and stop worrying.

In the car, before starting it, Jenny began to cry.

“Hey—sweetie—what’s wrong?”

He held her for a while as she gently wept. “I’m fine, really,” she said several times.

It was just her nerves and her fears and her hormones, Jenny said.

“You just got frightened,” Kevin said as he held her in his arms in the hospital parking lot. “It’s okay. Everything’s okay.”

“I just—I don’t know what’d I do—Kev—”

“I know.”

She didn’t need to say any more. He knew the rest.

He glanced out a windshield that desperately needed cleaning. Then he closed his eyes for a moment, Jenny still in his arms.

“You know, every day I wake up and go to sleep thinking about our family and our future,” he said. “It’s so different from when we first got married. You know? I’ve always worried and always been anxious, I guess. But when Gregory came along, I realized that I had to worry about both of you. About taking care of this family. But that seemed doable. But sometimes—I don’t know.”

Jenny shifted and moved in her seat so she could look at him. She wiped her eyes with a tissue she’d pulled out of her purse. “What don’t you know?”

“The thought of taking care of three. I mean—three kids.”

She nodded. She got it.

“I know they say God doesn’t give you more than you can handle, but I’m not so sure, Jen. I really sometimes don’t know. I just—I know you think I worry too much.”

“You do,” she said.

“It’s almost like I feel—I know this is weird—that it’s my responsibility to worry.”

“Who told you that?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know. It’s just—everything my parents went through when I was little—when Dad was out of a job and they struggled. I’ve felt like I’ve been doing everything I can to provide for us. I feel like I’ve gotten nowhere.”

Jenny reached over and held his hand. Her eyes were red but still comforting and beautiful. “Nobody’s ever ready. Especially for twins.”

“Yeah. But if you could see inside my head.” He laughed as he shook it. “It’s like a circus in there.”

“Is that supposed to be some big revelation?” Jenny asked with a smile.

“What?”

“I’ve known that since the day we started dating.”

“Oh, really?” Kevin couldn’t help smiling now.

“That’s part of what I like about you.”

“Shut up,” Kevin said.

“Okay, only a little part. But it’s true. That’s just you.”

He sighed, looking out the windshield and holding her hand.

“Let’s not come back here for a while, okay?” he asked her.

“I’ll try,” Jenny said. “But it might not be up to me.”