Perhaps, this had disrupted Yvonne Finley's plans.
She made another special trip to the hospital.
After a series of tests.
She finally knew.
She was really pregnant.
Over three weeks now.
The timing could precisely coincide with when Caleb left.
Emerging with the medical report, she sat in her car, in a daze for quite a while.
Unanticipated events always leave us at sixes and sevens.
If this had occurred before, she would have been happy to hear this news. She had thought of having a child who resembled Caleb, even anticipated it.
On the contrary, for the current situation.
Apparently, it wasn't quite ideal.
Yvonne Finley tossed the report aside.
After pondering for a long time, she tentatively dialed Caleb's number again.
The first call...
The second call...
The third call...
She lost count of the calls.
She had been dialing from dawn to dusk.
Finally.
The call was answered.
His slow, deep voice transmitted, "Yvonne."
