The wind rippled across the lush grass, and the sun was just about ready to go to sleep over the horizon. A.J. smiled, and dusted off his pant leg.
Gracie looked at their new house, freshly painted and ready to be lived in.
"I love it." she replied with a grin.
"Well, then let's go inside! The furniture is there, the carpets, everything!" A.J. took her hand and showed her in. He brought her from room to room, showing off the proud work that he and a few of his friends did. Then, they came to a door at the end of the dim corridor. The door was white, no taller then A.J. himself, and worn like the surface of a crumpled piece of paper.
"What's this room?" Gracie pondered.
"I don't know," started A.J.,"I didn't know what to do with it."\
His strong hand slowly turned the knob and the door creaked open. They walked in. The room was gray and dull. Gracie's eyes flew around it, scanning every nook and cranny. A.J. frowned and glanced at his wife. He saw her smiling. Gracie's smile was as big and radiant as the North Star on a clear winter night.
"What's so great?"
"I know exactly what to do with this room." she answered.
"Oh, really? Do tell," he retorted.
"Well, I know we may not like it very much now, but," she paused and picked up A.J.'s hand, "I'm sure the baby will appreciate it." Gracie placed A.J.'s hand on her stomach.
"A baby?" For a moment that was all that could escape his throat. "We're having a baby?"
Gracie was confused, because A.J. looked unhappily surprised.
"Yes. Yes, we are," she stated again.
Her smile faded as she looked at his face. It had lost all expression.
She started to mutter, "You...you did want a baby, right, honey?"
Not a word was spoken from him, but he brought Gracie into a tight hug. A.J. then leaned her back and kissed her.