RICHARD.I flew to Boston one weekend in March because Sophie had called me three days earlier with the confidence only a child could have. She never really asked if I was coming. She simply said, "I'll see you this weekend, Uncle Richard," after I had answered, I'll think about it. Somehow, she always believed those words meant yes. As my car pulled into Jason and Karen's driveway, I found myself smiling before I even stepped out. It amazed me how one little girl could make me cross states without even trying.Karen opened the front door before I knocked twice. She smiled warmly, and I noticed something different almost immediately. Her stomach had begun to show beneath her sweater, and for a second, I just stared before remembering my manners. "Congratulations," I said softly. "You look... happy." She laughed quietly and rested a hand over her belly."Thank you, Richard.""I'm really happy for you.""I know," she replied. "Please come inside before Sophie tears the house apart loo
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