[ She does think about it. She thinks, and she decides it won't work — and then, by chance, or by fate, the following day she's charting when she notices him. Standing in front of the baby ward, watching the tiny newborns.
They meet eyes. The eye contact lasts too long. He breaks it first.
It stays with her. Much as he saved that boy, almost a year ago now. She sits in bed, eating Chinese, alone, and turns him over and over in her head.
He asked around about her. The reminder swirls around in her stomach.
In the morning, she reaches out.
It's not a date, exactly. But it feels a little like a date, because she meets him outside the spot they're meeting, he arrived before she did, and he opens the door for her. Same restaurant as last time. She chooses a table on the balcony, overlooking the water. ]
I want a baby. [ She blurts it out, but once it's there, she looks up, an odd combination of conviction and hope writ across her face. ]
I think -- maybe -- we can get to know each other. See if this will work.
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They meet eyes. The eye contact lasts too long. He breaks it first.
It stays with her. Much as he saved that boy, almost a year ago now. She sits in bed, eating Chinese, alone, and turns him over and over in her head.
He asked around about her. The reminder swirls around in her stomach.
In the morning, she reaches out.
It's not a date, exactly. But it feels a little like a date, because she meets him outside the spot they're meeting, he arrived before she did, and he opens the door for her. Same restaurant as last time. She chooses a table on the balcony, overlooking the water. ]
I want a baby. [ She blurts it out, but once it's there, she looks up, an odd combination of conviction and hope writ across her face. ]
I think -- maybe -- we can get to know each other. See if this will work.