out of med school again. Her father and Elijah had pulled strings to get her in, and she restudied and worked her butt off the past four months. “… and we are finished.” Dr. Fulton clapped Tyler on the back. “Well done.” He checked the patient’s stats. “Those of you on call today can stay back. Those of you who are finished, there are a stack of mock patient’s files that you need to asses. I want them on my desk before you leave. Grab them from the nurse’s station.” Another hour of work. Charity checked her watch. Her father would be at the airport now and Elijah’s mother should be somewhere at customs or baggage claim or just coming out now. Charity followed Mandy out of the OR and to the nurse’s station to collect the rather tall looking pile. Mandy waited for Charity. “What happened earlier? It sounds like the star pupil is in the dog house.” Charity rolled her eyes. “It’s ridiculous.” She saw the lady’s bathroom sign. “Can you hold this a second?” She handed her files to Mandy and nipped into the toilet. She washed her hands and after drying them remembered to check her phone. Elijah had texted several times. Glad to hear all is good with the peanut! Heading home shortly to prepare for Mum’s arrival. He made a shark at the end of the sentence. He texted again an hour later: Just leaving now. Got pulled into a surgery. Her father sent a message as well. At the airport. Margaret’s plane is on time. I’ll take her back to my house since you and Elijah are both at the hospital. Elijah messaged her again: Ordering Thai. What will your father want? Or should we do something else? Two minutes later he sent another. Charity scrolled through. Changed mind. Going to pick up steaks and BBQ. I will take care of everything… Or we can go to the Twisted Cork. What do you think? Ten minutes later came his last text: Let’s not do Twisted Cork. No fair if you can’t drink. I will buy steaks… and chicken in case you feel like it instead of red meat. Love you. Charity sent him a text to say she was out of surgery and had files to fill out. She would be done in about an hour. She made her way out of the bathroom as she typed. Her phone vibrated as she headed toward Mandy. She checked it again. Her father messaged: Margaret arrived. About to head to my place. An image Charity knew she would never be able to erase formed in her head. She sent Elijah a text to let him know dinner would have to be at her dad’s. Hopefully, it wouldn’t be a problem. Mandy handed her the stack of files back. “Was that you in the room buzzing away?” Charity nodded. “Elijah—Dr. Bennet’s mom is arriving today from New Zealand.” “Fun. I think. Is she the right kind or bad kind of mother-in-law?” Charity pursed her lips. “Not as bad as I initially judged her. She’s nice. I don’t really know her all that well. I’ve met her twice. Once for a funeral and once for a wedding.” Elijah’s dad’s funeral and Charity’s wedding, but she didn’t disclose the details. “Is she getting a taxi from the airport?” “Actually my dad offered to pick her up. Elijah’s taking care of dinner.” Charity shrugged. “Apparently everything is organized.” “Except for the stack of files Dr. Fulton gave us, which he is never going to check except to see if we finished. What’s his problem today? He’s always tough on you, but it’s like he went out of his way this afternoon” Mandy pushed open the door that led to the library/office style room they worked in. Charity sighed. Everyone was going to know by the end of the week now. “I’m pregnant.” Mandy nearly dropped her stack of files. “You’re jokin’.” Charity nodded. “Nearly twenty weeks.” “Seriously?” “Yup. We haven’t told anyone. First we were waiting till we hit the three-month marker and then we decided to wait until Elijah’s mom arrived. We’ll tell them tonight and by tomorrow everyone