Telling Jim
Melinda had gone to the address Stephen had given her, but had found no one home, so she'd left, figuring she would go back tomorrow. She explained that she needed to do this in person. Stephen told her he understood and agreed to leave her for the night. Ned dropped Aiden off around six, and she fed him, played hide and seek, gave him a bath, and tucked him into bed.
Around 11 that night, she was sleeping on the couch when she felt a soft kiss on her cheek. Her eyes fluttered open, and she smiled at the sight of Jim in front of her. "Hey, Honey," she said before kissing him on the lips.
He smiled, too. "Hey, Mel."
She sat up and patted the seat next to her, When he sat down, she said, "Honey, I wanna talk to you about something."
"Sure, what is it?"
"Well, I had a visitor today."
"A ghost visitor?" Jim questioned.
Mel nodded. "He came to me looking for a baby cradle that was an heirloom to his family. His father had slept in it, and he and his girlfriend were going to use it for their daughter, but he came down with meningitis and died before she was born about three months back. Shame, though. He looked very young. He gave me the address where I could find them, and I went there, but no one was home. I'll go back tomorrow. Anyway, Jim, what I'm trying to say is that I-" She paused for a breath/ "I want to have another baby."
Jim looked a little surprised. "Mel, are you sure?"
She smiled. "Positive. Jim, I miss having babies. I love Aiden to pieces and will lay my life down for either of you, but you know what I mean, I hope. When I touched that cradle, for a moment, I saw myself holding a baby girl wrapped in a soft yellow blanket. She had your eyes, my nose, and your smile. I can't get that vision out of my head."
Jim smiled. "Well, my beautiful Melinda," he said, "if that's what you want, then so it shall be."
"Really?"
"Of course, Mel."
She grinned, kissing him. "When should we try?"
"How bout now?" he asked, carrying her into the bedroom.
"Now is perfect." she agreed.