He didn’t smile.

Two weeks later, a doctor told us I was carrying four babies.

Daniel stood beside the examination table, looking at the screen.

I remember all the tiny movements on the monitor, the doctor’s gentle explanation, and the extraordinary feeling that our lives had become much larger than I’d ever imagined.

On the drive home Daniel was silent.

“Four,” I said at last, almost laughing with wonder.

“Can you believe it?”