“I’m trying, but why does it have to be so hard? I feel like a failure.”
Before Ben could respond, Gabby’s phone rang. “Gabrielle, it’s Marion. How are you?”
Gabby’s eyes widened as she looked at Ben. “Hi, there, Marion. I’ve been better. Ben and I want to apologize again for yesterday. We feel terrible about what happened. Hopefully, we can reschedule right away.”
“That won’t be necessary,” Marion said.
“Oh, I see,” Gabby said. A wave of disappointment engulfed her.
“Heather has already made her decision. That’s why I’m calling. Can you come into my office sometime this week to fill out the paperwork?”
“The paperwork?” Gabby asked, confused.
“The paperwork, yes. She chose you and Ben to adopt her baby. She adored you. Said your house was lively and fun. Not too stuffy, unlike the others. Reminded her of her childhood. She was actually relieved when she met you and Ben.”
“Are you serious? We’re getting a baby?” Gabby whispered. Ben came over and took her hand, tears in his eyes.
“Yes, dear. You’re getting a baby. Congratulations.”