But Brian had to let some steam off first, so he closed his eyes for a moment and breathed deeply. He didn't start the car until his excitement dissipated from his body.

Rosalynn composed herself, straightening her now-wrinkled clothes and fixing her messy hair. When they drove onto the road from the school, she asked, “Are we going home?"

Brian focused his gaze on the road. “We're going to buy something."

“Buy what?"

"Something for the baby," Brian answered her casually.