Queenerra and Benjamin sat down to face their breakfast. They chatted while enjoying the morning air as the large windows in the dining room was wide open.
The first to speak was Benjamin, "When should the baby be born?" Benjamin asked while looking at Queeneera.
The woman who was spreading peanut butter on the bread looked at Benjamin, "Probably the end of next month." Queenera replied.
Benjamin nodded, "I have a business trip to New York." The light was cut off.
Queenerra looked shocked, because Benjamin only said it this morning even though they had talked a lot last night. "All of a sudden." Quenerra answered half-heartedly.
Benjamin's jaw tightened slightly. "Actually, this agenda has been going on since the middle of the year. But at that time the situation was not very suitable to leave you. I wished I could take you, but the doctor said if your condition didn't allow you to travel long distances again, especially by plane." said Benjamin.
