Rizzo was sitting on the top step of her porch one evening thinking about her past when she groaned. Kenicky heard her and came to her side immediately. It had been 15 years since they'd been at Rydell together, and they'd gotten their own place after graduation. About 5 years later, they'd gotten married. "Rizz, you okay?" Kenicky asked, snapping her out of her thoughts.
Rizzo nodded, smiling as she turned to him. "Kenicky, there's something I've gotta tell you," she said before exhaling sharply.
Kenicky put his arm around her. "What's up, Rizz?" The concern he was feeling was evident in his voice. She snuggled closer to him, gathering her courage. "What, Rizz?" he asked when she grew quiet again.
" Well, um, I went to the doctor today for a checkup, and I got some news." She sighed nervously. "I'm pregnant, and the baby's already kicking me. The doctor says I'm about four months along."
Kenicky smiled. "Wow, Rizz. Wouldn't we have noticed anything before now?"
She shook her head. "Not necessarily," she said. "Some people don't get any warning."
Kenicky moved over on the step and patted his lap. Rizzo got the signal and put her feet there. He smiled and began rubbing them.She sighed contently."Where'd you learn to give foot rubs like that?" she asked after a few minutes.
He shrugged. "I guess it's a gift," he replied modestly.
She laughed. "I'll say," she agreed with a smile. Suddenly, she groaned, placing her hand on her stomach. Kenicky stopped rubbing her feet and followed suit as the baby kicked again.
"Wow," he whispered, and Rizzo nodded knowingly as they basked in this tender moment.