Never Enough
I thought Bella looked sheepish as she parked. Her cheeks were fuller and glowing rosy and perfect. I liked the change.
She was in a 2006 Honda CR-V today. Something safer than the old Accord. I liked that.
As she slammed the door I froze. Bella hadn't simply put on weight.
I'd noticed idly, as she pulled up, a sound I couldn't place.
She giggled at my expression, laying one hand over her abdomen as she approached.
"I have some news," she said, stopping three feet away.
"I'd say so." I grinned. "Congratulations, Bella. Truly."
"Thank you."
"A boy or a girl?"
"A boy."
"I can hear his heart."
"You can?" she demanded, immediately taken by emotion. "I mean, duh, of course you can - "
"And his thoughts..." I stared at her listening.
"Really?"
"It's not something I can really make sense of. Just the tenor, I guess. Though he seems tired."
"Oh my God..."
"It's loud - his thoughts... like Jacob's always were."
"Oh," she exhaled.