Part One

I stare out the window of the bus as it drove me and my partner home. I absently trace my hand over my still flat stomach. I don't want to think of Nicholas. I loved, still love him so much and I don't have the strength to remember him right now.

Closing my eyes I push away my thoughts. The pain stabbed my heart, but I try not to let it bother me.

Opening my eyes I look around the bus. There are only six of us left. I see Meryl, my partner, is sleeping. She looks so at peace. There's a mother with her small son. I wonder if I will have a son. The last people on the bus are an old couple. They were leaning against each other.

"Now entering December," the bus driver announced. "Please remain seated until the bus has come to a complete stop."

I turn to my work partner and shake her awake.

"Meryl," I say. "You have to wake up now. We're home."

Meryl wake with a start.

"Oh, sorry, Millie," Meryl says as she wakes. "I didn't mean to fall asleep."

"It's alright, Meryl," I say. "You needed the res. We're home now."

"Oh, okay," Meryl says as she smoothes down her hair. I stand to leave.