Giving Thanks For Baby
"If I had that window in my office, I wouldn't get any work done."Trista Van Zandt glanced up from her homemade turkey and cheddar sandwich to smile at her tall blond sister-in-law who'd entered her office.
Kelly Van Zandt, beautiful in a rust-colored maternity dress that made the November leaves outside look drab in comparison, sat in one of the straight-backed chairs facing Trista's desk.
"It is lovely," Trista agreed. "Much better than the view of the parking lot I had in Richmond."
As a litigator for the law firm of Benson and Benson Trista's office on the fourth floor was small but had a nice view of the James River.
"One more good thing about you and Aidan moving here." Kelly smiled. "How is my nephew?"
Tenderness welled up in Trista's chest at the thought of her seven-month-old son, Aidan, who at the moment was safely at Chestnut Grove Child Care Center. "Adjusting well to day care. But anxious to see his new cousin."
Kelly rubbed her burgeoning belly. "Just a month to go."
Trista was glad that her brother's wife would have a calm and peaceful last month before giving birth, so unlike the final month of her own pregnancy. "Is everything okay?" she ... read full excerpt from Giving Thanks for Baby ebook
