Stretching out a bit, Angie took George's hand and gave Anthony a nod. "Go right ahead," she smiled, then watched him work.
When he asked if they wanted to hear the heartbeat, she nodded again, then her own heart nearly stopped.
She knew what a heartbeat sounded like. This was different. . . this was more. Two. No. They couldn't be having two.
"I can't believe it," she said, squeezing George's hand as a tear rolled down her cheek. They were having two babies. "George," she whispered, her face turning to look up at her husband. "Two."