what?” I turned to look at my mom. “We get to hang out a bit longer.” She smiled.
I stood up slowly and moved over to the waiting room chair. My mom pulled a crochet project out of her purse and started to work her needles. She was a pro. She had been crocheting since before I was a baby. She was making a baby blanket for one of the girls.
“Remember, you’re going to have to make two of everything,” I said.
“Oh, I’m already finished with the other one,” she replied as her needles clicked.
I rummaged through my bag. I’d come fully stocked with trashy magazines and a stack of the newest chick lit novels. I pulled my phone and opened up Facebook. Wait, why am I doing this? I thought. Looking at other peoples’ highlight reels was the last thing I needed. I closed the app and looked up to see Ed walking into the waiting area.
“Hey, did you get all checked in, babe?” he said bending down to give me a kiss on the forehead.
“Yup, now we just have to wait for a room to open up in my unit.” I pushed the home button on my phone to check the time. “Which could take a while.”
“That‘s okay.” He smiled. “I have all day to wait with you, if necessary. I just got a nice email from Bruce, one of the partners at my firm. Everyone is being very understanding at work.”
“They’d better be!” I laughed.
Ed eyed everything I brought from home and shook his head. “I need to take a picture of you with all your stuff. You look like you’re moving into your freshman dorm room. Remember the chaos that day?” he snickered.
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