Miracle in Manhattan
“Are you okay, honey?” Charlotte turned swiftly, “Yes, I fine, I was just thinking what a wonderful day it was today” she smiled.
“Yeah, it was” smiled Harry. He kissed her on the cheek. Harry wasn’t stupid, he knew something was bothering Charlotte but for now he was going to wait and see if she told him herself. Harry went to the kettle leaving Charlotte, still looking confusedly at the calendar.
“Would you like some tea, honey?”
Charlotte forced a smile “Sure” she answered “I’m just going to go to the bathroom”
Charlotte walked though her flawless apartment to the bureau in her bedroom. She opened the drawer and pulled out a small diary. She sat down and opened the dairy at today’s date, and once again counted back, again 35 days.
Feelings of fear and excitement rose in the pit of Charlotte’s stomach as the realization hit her like a truck; she was a week late.
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