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Sean prayed for calm. The change in the document did not make every dream come true. Charlie was his wife, his most precious possession, and if she wanted to stay in Visalia, they would stay. Sean decided right then and there not to mention it to her. He would give her time, and when she was ready, she would talk to him.
For an instant Seans mind had completely forgotten the baby. As he remembered, he suddenly found himself smiling at absolutely nothing. His darling Charlie was going to have a baby. He once again bowed his head in prayer, this time in praise to God for the miracle in his wifes womb.
Lying on her back, Charlie woke slowly and without moving. She frowned at the ceiling for a moment, trying to figure out why she was in bed. When she remembered, her hand slid to her still-flat abdomen. She was going to have Seans baby.
A smile of pure contentment crossed her face. She had fallen asleep dreaming of a little boy with his fathers black hair and eyes. Charlie was still praying, thanking God for the baby and praying for a safe arrival, when Sean came quietly into the room.
Hi, he whispered. She grinned at him.
He lowered himself to the edge of the bed and bent to kiss her. When Sean sat back there were tears in her eyes.
Anything I can do? he asked gently, and Charlie bit her bottom lip as a single tear spilled down her temple.
Theres just been so much, Sean, so much. I never dreamed there could be so many changes, but in the months since weve been married, my life has been completely altered. I mean, theyre good changes, but sometimes Im a little overwhelmed. Like right now.
Charlie couldnt go on, and Sean leaned over to put his arms around her. She had summed it all up rather nicely. They were good changes, but they were a little overwhelming.
They talked about the baby for a long time, and then had a light supper before joining Duncan and Lora, this time to watch the fireworks display. All agreed it was a perfect end to a wonderful day.
forty-three
Charlies twenty-fourth birthday was five days away when Sean went to the general store hoping to find her a present. The attitudes of the townspeople had changed toward Sean, and even though he had never felt threatened, he was surprised over how many smiles now came his way. Sean was not at all offended by the changes. He only hoped that with the new acceptance he would have opportunities to share about the One who had changed him.
Pete, the owner of the general store, sported an attitude which was remarkably different than in his first encounter with Sean. He greeted the younger man warmly when he walked through the door.
Hello, Sean. You must be here about Charlies birthday.