We get our periods together. Why shouldn't our water break together? Such was our assumption. Andrew felt differently."Did it occur to you that perhap... both sets of children want to be born together?"I laughed. "Andrew, you've had some unusual theories in your life, but that's the strangest."He looked smug. "We'll see. We'll see."We were over an hour from the hospital, Memorial Health in Savannah. We checked in, and I guess there was more than a little consternation on the face of the check-in. "Oh god, what if things don't come out all right? I'm scared, Wilbur, I'm scared as hell. We kept feeding into each other's fears. Then Moose and Connie came in all smiles.He took one look at our faces and asked, "Hey, is something wrong?" We're just worried, Moose, what if something goes wrong?" Homer looked up at the big guy and waited for an answer."Don't worry, man. I delivered one of my sisters one time when I was twelve. I was scared then too. It's just natural to worry about the first. Eventually her legs became cold and she came out. She dried them on the towel that Steven had insisted they brought. Next he taught her to play Ducks and Drakes and she quickly became rather good at it, quite often getting her pebble to bounce six or seven times.There was a café at the top of the cliff so they had a sandwich lunch before setting off for home through The Dales. Steven had brought a map and they found a pleasant if slightly strenuous walk with lovely views. There were more sheep. "Stop it." "Stop what?" Donna responded with a giggle before brushing her friend's hand away and returning her attention to Jason's muscular teen back slicing through the water. "Come on. I'm serious. Stop staring at my son like that." Despite the pleas of her longtime friend, Donna's eyes never left the pool. She absentmindedly traced one of her nails across her flat stomach and over the swell of her breast. She was tempted to squeeze, but she didn't. Jessica had seen the expression on her.