Danielle shook her head. "I don't know for sure. I just like to think that I've got a mini-you inside me. Ma reckons it's a boy because of the way I'm carrying the bump. I just want it to be healthy. I don't even mind if it's a boy or a girl."
"I'm trying to enjoy it," she admitted. "But I'm just so scared all the time. Is he moving too much? Not enough? What if I lose him like the others?" She just hoped her body would be strong enough to carry their baby to term.
She rested her hand on top of Johnny's. "Just wait until he gets hiccups. You can feel those too."