Chapter Two

"Thanks for coming," Martin said sincerely to Ruthie.

"No problem," Ruthie smiled. "So, what were you planning on wearing?" she asked as he led her to his room.

"Actually, I wasn't planning on going. I have no clue what to wear!"

"I'll find something," Ruthie assured him. She started thumbing through Martin's closet.

"Here," she tossed him a pair of khakis. "Hmm..." Ruthie continued to finger through his wardrobe.

"Got it!" Ruthie threw a nice navy shirt at him. "That should be good."

"Thanks," Martin grinned. "Sometimes I don't know what I'd do without you."

Ruthie beamed. "Hurry up, we don't want to be late!"

"Okay, just try to smile, and at least say hello to Sandy," Ruthie instructed Martin.

"I'm not promising anything," he grumbled.

They walked into the church hall together. It looked amazing. Lucy and her mom had truly outdone themselves.

Ruthie walked right towards Sandy. Honestly, those two got along. "Hi Sandy!" Ruthie gave her a hug.

"Hi Ruthie! I'm so glad you could come," Sandy smiled.

Ruthie tugged on Martin. "Say hello," she whispered.

"Hi," Martin said, not even glancing at Sandy.

Sandy looked dissapointed, sad even.

She tried to perk up. "Thanks for coming, Martin."

He turned to Ruthie, "I'm going to get something to drink, I'll be back."

Ruthie and Sandy started chatting.

"I'm so sorry about Martin's attitude. He's being a big jerk."

"It's okay," Sandy forced a smile. "I'm used to it."

Sandy was really showing. She was almost 8 months pregnant.

"Excuse me," Sandy walked to the big table set up in the front of the room.

"Ah hem." Everyone had stopped chattering, and had looked up at Sandy.

"I'd like to thank you all for coming," she started, looking directly at Martin. She went on. "I found out yesterday that I am having a baby girl!"

Everyone appalded. (spelling?)

Sandy still had more to say. "I would like to ask Lucy Kinkirk if she would like to be the baby's godmother."

Lucy was ecstatic. "I would LOVE to!"

Sandy was about to say something, but then she got light headed, and fainted.

"Get help!" Ruthie cried.

Martin ran over to Sandy.

"I think she may be going into labor!"