Molly couldn’t wait to tell Spencer the great news. All day she watched the clock, waiting for it to read 2:35 PM, so she could get in her car and head home.

Normally, she was sad when the school day ended. She loved teaching the high school students about Shakespeare and journalistic ethics, but today was different. Today, she wanted to get home and tell Spencer the good news.

When Molly moved back to Bayfield, Sarah encouraged her to apply for the spot she vacated. A couple of weeks later, she had the position.

Her gold wedding band and engagement ring glistened side-by-side as she gripped the steering wheel of her car. The set of rings served as a reminder that she was married to the man of her dreams, and she was about to tell him she was carrying his child.

She couldn’t believe it had been six months since their wedding day. They had gotten married at the local Bayfield church, then had the reception at the Mariner’s Club. Everything had been beautiful, and it was the perfect day.

As she pulled into the driveway of their new ranch-style home, she got out of her car and headed inside. She glanced at her watch and noted she had exactly two hours before Spencer got home from work today.

She entered the kitchen and went about making dinner. She prepped the chicken and potatoes and placed them in the oven to bake. Next, she sautéed the mixed vegetables and placed them in a dish.

While the main course finished baking, she set the table with their new dishes, utensils, and glasses from the wedding guests. Just as she placed the final glass down, the timer dinged. She returned to the kitchen to take out the food.

From the living room, she heard Spencer say, “I’m home.”

“I’m in here,” Molly yelled back.

Spencer came into the kitchen and moved over to where she was. He leaned over and gave her a kiss, before taking a piece of sliced potato and popping it into his mouth. After he swallowed, he said, “Delicious.”

“Glad you like it. You want to go pour us a couple of teas before you take a seat at the table?”

“Sure, I can do that,” he said, giving her another kiss on the cheek before heading into the dining room next to the kitchen.

Molly put the food on a tray with the baby’s sonogram picture, then covered it up. She carefully carried it into the dining room, then placed it front of her husband.

“Wow, aren’t we fancy tonight,” Spencer said with surprise. “I didn’t even know we had a tray like this.”

“Oh, I borrowed it from a friend,” Molly explained. “Open it and see what’s inside.”

Spencer pulled off the lid and his eyes grew wide with shock as they settled on the sonogram photo. He stared at it for several seconds before his eyes darted to her and asked, “Really? We’re having a baby?”

Molly nodded “I’m about two months along.”

He jumped to his feet and pulled her into an embrace. “This is the best news ever. I’m so happy.”

“I’m glad you feel that way, because it’s kind of a done deal now. I know we didn’t really discuss a time frame or anything, but I guess God decided that for us.”

“God’s timing is perfect. I love the idea of having a mini-Molly running around,” Spencer confessed.

“Hey now, it could be a mini-Spencer. We won’t know for a while, which reminds me, do you want to have a gender reveal party?”

“Of course I do. I want to celebrate with all our friends and family that our life together is perfect.”

Molly smiled at her husband as tears of joy fell down her cheeks. She never used to believe in second chances, but now, not only did she know it was possible, she was a firm believer.

As Spencer leaned in and kissed her, she could feel the love and joy the news had brought her husband. She was grateful for all that they had together.