Arms folding over his chest, Sam stared off at the machine and frowned. He could still hear the heartbeats in his head even though the machine had been shut off and pushed out of the way. Brow furrowing, he lowered his eyes to Heather's stomach again and tried to fight off the image of the tiny being growing inside.
Again, he couldn't help but wonder what it was going to look like. Boy? Girl? Would he or she have his hair or her hair? What about the eyes?
Fidgeting uncomfortably, he looked to the doctor and quietly said, "When can we find out of it's a boy or girl?"