I can’t help but roll my eyes at him and his constant worrying. “I’m fine. One of your children just keeps kicking the same spot. I don’t know how I’ll make it a few more weeks. They’re completely out of room in there now.”
“You’ll make it,” he says with a smile, leaning down to kiss my head. “Are you ready to go back? We’ve walked pretty far.”
“Not a chance,” I tell him, walking forward. “This is the last time anyone is going to let me leave the house for quite a while.”
I hear Seth chuckle behind me, taking a few large steps to catch up and grabbing my hand. “Probably.”
We continue to walk a bit further when I look at a cluster of trees and stop walking, feeling a weight on my chest as recognition hits me.
“That’s where dad found me,” I whisper, almost breathless. I’ve been
