Ramses listened the heartbeats, his face transfixed at the sounds and focused only on them. Then he looked down at his wife and grasped her hand. "A boy and a girl. William Radcliffe and Amelia Bridget." He truly was blessed, chance had smiled on them today.
"Steve will take her," Bridget called as she came down the stairs. "He'll be right behind me."
She bent down and kissed her sister on the cheek. "Don't you ever scare me like that again. I love you sis."