"That was as pretty good trip in the end," Victor said, kissing Deirdre's hair. "She's pretty darn perfect."
Victor followed her, strapping Deirdre into her car seat. Then he slid behind the wheel and fired the car up, driving to the hospital in semi-solemn silence.
They unloaded much the same way, and he hefted Deirdre into his arms instead of opting for the stroller. "Do you know where the office is?"