Chapter 7
Anne was sitting out on the veranda, though it was harshly cold, thinking. All the Blythe's were over at the Shirley's. Even Anne's sister, who never really talked to the family, and her family were there celebrating the holidays.
Gilbert, seeing Anne through the window, put on his coat and went outside. "Is everything alright?" He asked, as he sat down next to her.
"Gilbert, I have one more gift for you." She handed a small box to him. He eyed it curiously. "Open it," she urged.
Gilbert opened it. Inside was a small piece of paper. It simply read, "I'm pregnant." Gilbert looked up and gave her a questioning look. Anne smiled. Seeing it was true, he smiled as well.
"Merry Christmas."