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“Hey. Are you all right? What did the doctor say?”
“Something I didn’t expect to hear.”
“What?”
She sniffed as tears welled in her eyes. “We can talk about it when you get here.”
“What?” He sounded scared. “Molly … I’m on my way. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”
“Okay.” She hung up and pushed back, rocking on the swing on her patio like she’d been doing for the last hour or so. She didn’t know what to tell him because she didn’t know anything right now. She was numb, still in shock. It all came in waves—one emotion after another. She didn’t know what to do with any of them.
Marcos made it home in record time. She heard his car pull up and the front door open. He came striding out onto the patio and sat down on the swing beside her, closing his arms around her and looking deep into her eyes. His big brown eyes were full of concern, full of love. She clung to him. She loved him with all her heart. She should be overjoyed. She would be when the shock wore off, but before that, she knew she had to share the shock with him.
“What is it, Molly?”
She looked up into his eyes and tears started to roll down her cheeks. There was no way she could do anything but tell him straight out. “I’m pregnant.”
He sat back as if she’d slapped him. “You’re what?”
“You heard me. I went to the doctor. I told him all my symptoms, the throwing up, the dizziness—the way the coffee sparks it every morning. He ran some tests and gave me the good news. I’m pregnant.”
Marcos closed his eyes and covered them with his hand. “When? How?” He let his hand fall to his side and looked deep into her eyes. “Who?”
It was her turn to sit back as if he’d slapped her. Anger bubbled up, but she fought to control it. “Nearly three months. I think you know how, and who? Well, I can’t say with one hundred percent certainty, but it’s either you or an immaculate conception.”
He shook his head. “It can’t be me. I can’t.”
“Apparently, you can. I told the doctor that the tests must be wrong because you can’t. He told me you must be wrong, because you can, and you have. And I am.” She shook her head in disbelief. “I’m pregnant, Marcos. We’re going to have a baby.”
She could see the struggle on his face. He didn’t believe it, but he wanted to. She knew, just knew, that it’d be difficult, if not impossible, for him to believe. She was still struggling with it, and she’d only known for the last few months that he couldn’t have children. He’d believed that for years. After a few long moments, the struggle dissolved into a smile, and he closed his arms around her.
“That idea makes me happier than you can know, Molly.”
She hugged him tightly. “It’s not just an idea, Marcos. It’s our reality. We’re going to have a baby. I don’t know what the hell those doctors of yours in Italy were thinking, but they got it wrong.”
He frowned. “I can’t believe they …”
Molly watched his face. He looked as though he might be having a revelation.
“What? What are you thinking?”
He shook his head. “That I never saw the test results. Caterina did.”
“What are you saying?”
“That maybe I was even more stupid than I realized.”
“Tell me what you’re talking about.”
He sighed. “We were trying for children for a year with no success. I suggested that we should both get tested. We did. We had a fight the night before we were supposed to go in for the results. We were supposed to meet at her office and go to the doctor’s office together. When I arrived, she’d already gone without me. When I got to the doctor’s office, she was on her way back out. She screamed at me—in the street—that I was the one who couldn’t make babies.”
Molly held him closer. She could imagine how much that must have hurt him. “I’m sorry.”
He shook his head. “I’m sorry I was stupid enough to believe her. I never asked to see the results. I never followed up with the doctor. I was hurt and ashamed. I felt like a failure, and so I let it go.” He looked at the clock on the wall. “I want to call. I need to know the truth.”
She watched as he pulled out his cell phone.
“Pronto.”
