*Delilah*
I woke up feeling rested for the first time since I’d left. My hands instinctively went to my stomach and I thought about the children again.
Triplets. I was going to have triplets.
I didn’t know why I felt so certain my dreams were going to happen, but I did. I tried not to think too much about the nightmares that had to be real too. I couldn’t imagine something happening to the kids I hadn’t even met yet.
My phone rang, bringing me out of my thoughts, and I answered the unknown number quickly, hoping it was the job I’d applied for.
“Hello?”
“Hi, this is Derrick with Schmidt Law. Is this Delilah?”
I smiled from ear to ear. “Yes, this is she. Hi, it’s so great to hear from you.”
The man on the other end proceeded to offer me the job as front desk secretary with the possibility of moving up.