Debi froze at her mother's words, then melted at Zach's. "See, your daddy loves us both," she murmured to Junior as the baby latched on and started to nurse. "We're so lucky to have him."
Mrs. Bashor stabbed at her green beans and didn't reply immediately. "I'm sure you know best, Zach dear," she said at last, "being a doctor. I simply hope that Debi doesn't take motherhood as an excuse to stuff herself. The old librarian in town did just that, and - "