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with each passing day. Her back was hurting particularly bad that day and she was feeling a bit grumpy.
    “Excuse me, is anyone here?” she heard a voice ask. She continued up and was a bit bummed to have a new customer. Trinity owned a fairly successful floral shop, but some days she wished it was a bit less busy.
    When she’d found out she was pregnant, after her impromptu vacation, she’d panicked at first. The more time she had to think about it though, the more excited she became. She was now excited to hold her little girl in her arms. She’d received her first pictures of her unborn daughter only a few weeks ago and had been far too excited to wait to find out the sex of the baby. Besides, she was on a tight budget and had to search for clothing as it was on sale.
    Drew had tried calling her for the first month after she got home but he’d finally taken the hint she didn’t want to talk to him and left her alone since. She had then found out she was pregnant a couple weeks after his last call but she wasn’t ready to talk to him about it. She knew she was going to have to tell him but she wasn’t looking forward to the conversation. She just wanted to bask in the glow of her pregnancy for as long as she could.
    She wasn’t basking in any glow that afternoon, though. Her back was killing her, her feet were at least twice their normal size and she’d been really busy. She was incredibly grateful the day was almost over.
    “Sorry about that, it’s taking me a bit longer to get to my feet these days,” Trinity said, as she finally stood up. The woman smiled at her and then looked towards her hand. She frowned a bit before talking once again.
    “Is this you and your husband’s first child?” the woman asked.
    “This is my first child. I’m not married, though,” she said, though she didn’t know why she felt the need to explain herself.
    “Oh,” the woman almost sneered at her. “I don’t really need anything after all,” she finished and turned to leave.
    Trinity was in shock as the woman walked out the door. What century was she in, that someone would look down on her because she was pregnant and not married? She decided to close a few minutes early because her day wasn’t going to get any better. She walked toward the glass door and turned the sign, then saw a familiar face through the panel.
    “Hello beautiful,” her best friend, Damien Whitfield said.
    “You’re a breath of fresh air Damien, it’s been a rough day,” Trinity said as Damien threw his arms around her for a hug.
    “I always like to hear that from a beautiful lady,” he said with his normal good humor. “I’m taking you out for a terrific dinner and the new horror flick,” he said as he helped her lock up.
    “That sounds heavenly,” she replied. She needed to watch some zombies eating the human race, to help take her mind off her worries, especially that last customer. She followed him out to his vehicle and they were soon off.
    They had been best friends since high school and were always there for one another, anytime one of them went through a bad break up. She didn’t know how she could make it without Damien.
    “I’ve been trying to work up the courage to speak to you about something but haven’t known how to approach it,” he said to her, as they were eating their desert.
    “You know you can talk to me about anything Damien,” she answered him, truly meaning it.
    “Okay, I’m just going to go for it and I want you to really listen to me and seriously think about what I’m saying,” Damien started. She was starting to get a bit concerned. She reached across the table and took his hand in hers, encouragingly.
    “I think we should get married, no wait, before you start shaking your head. Remember, you promised to listen,” he stopped her, when she immediately shook her head.
    “Okay I’ll listen but you’re crazy,” she had to say.
    “It’s really not that crazy if you think about it. We’re best