Chapter 30: Rowen, Part 1

Closing the door behind me, I try not to intrude on the quiet. It's been hell getting back to Houston.

First, our flight was delayed due to weather, then our team bus broke down, so we ended up getting home way later than anticipated. After five days away, everyone was antsy to get home. Maybe antsy is the wrong word. Cranky is more like it.

Glancing at the clock to see it's three-sixteen on the dot, I tiptoe my way to the bedroom. I need a quick shower to wash the travel off me, then I'll be wrapping my body around my wife. Man, I've missed her.

When I cross the threshold into the room, though, I stop. This is not what I expected to find happening in my bedroom, with my wife of all people. My almost six-month-pregnant wife.

"Um, what are you doing?" I'm thoroughly confused as to why she's jumping up and down in the middle of the night, one hand holding her belly in place.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" she says through her exertion as one arm raises and lowers.