Trevor stood in front of the aisle of shoes wondering which pair he should get. These were the first pair of shoes he was going to buy for his girl and he was overwhelmed by the choices.
“Excuse me, can I help you?” the store clerk asked as she approached Trevor.
“Um…yes…I don’t know what I need exactly…” he stammered.
The clerk chuckled a little bit. “That’s ok! Who are you buying for?”
“My wife. It’s a surprise.”
“Um…ok?” The clerk looked confused. Trevor was standing in front of all the baby shoes.
Trevor laughed a hearty laugh. “Oh no!! Not FOR my wife, my wife is pregnant. It’s our first. We found out yesterday it’s a girl and I want to bring home something for her. But these are all so small….or are they big? I don’t know!”
The clerk relaxed, “now that I can help you with!” and she started to tell Trevor all about the shoes in their store. Which size would be good for newborns, even though they don’t need them yet. Or if he wanted to wait and get something for down the road a little, when the baby could sit and play. How this shoe had good traction on the bottom to avoid slipping, and this one was very popular but a little more difficult to get on and off a squirming baby.
Trevor weighed his options and decided on a pair to get for his wife. One that matched her style best, so that their baby could really be a little mini-me for her.
The clerk rang up Trevor’s purchase and even wrapped the box with a bow and placed it into a small gift bag so Trevor could make a show of it when he got home.
Driving home, Trevor was over the moon. His own little girl. He was going to love her and spoil her and make sure she grew up strong and independent. As he was driving, his wife called. He was so excited to get home that he had forgotten to set up the bluetooth connection – he would be home in 10 minutes though. It would be fine.
In 10 minutes she had called 3 times. Ever since she learned she was pregnant she had been calling a lot. Trevor didn’t even bother to check the messages, he just grabbed his phone and gift bag and went into the house.
He entered and cheerfully called, “I’m hooooommmmeeee! Sorry I didn’t have the bluetooth connected and I was almost here.” No reply. “Babe? Where are you?”
Trevor walked through the living room and then into the kitchen where he found his wife sitting at the table. She had been crying.
“Baby – it was just 10 minutes. No need to cry.” he teased as he kissed her cheek. “Look I brought something special for my girls.” He placed the bag on the table as he gave his wife’s belly a loving caress.
His wife burst into tears as she saw the gift bag in front of her. She pushed it away and sobbed until she was able to speak.
“She’s gone,” was all she was able to whisper.
“What?” Trevor felt like he was suspended in time.
It was a few minutes before she was able to speak. She raised her head just long enough to hold Trevor’s gaze while she said, “I lost the baby” and then continued to cry as Trevor sank to the floor beside her chair and joined in her overflowing emotions.
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