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not available on Kindle. Who didn’t have a Kindle version of their book online? Ugh. So she had planned to go to the bookstore today instead of the doctor’s appointment to stock up on other techniques on the best positions for conception and so on.
    “Honey, you look gorgeous in your new dress shirt and tie. Are you going in to the office today?”
    “You kidding me? I’m going with you to your first appointment with the doctor when you take your blood test.”
    Emma’s blood ran cold.
     
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    “Yes, yes,” Grandpa Wiggins spoke loudly on the phone to the producer of the documentary on cancer survivors.
    “My granddaughter is going to have a baby and I may live to see my great-grandchild being born. Doc says that I could have a year depending on how stable I remain. Isn’t that great news?”
    “That’s wonderful news,” Kyle responded on the phone. “In fact, do you think she’d mind if we also follow her progress in her pregnancy and what it would mean to have you be there for her? I understand that she is your closest relative.”
    “Well, yes, you could say that. She hardly sees her mom up in Canada. Emma is my baby. She’s my whole world and she has always taken good care of me. Never thought I’d live to see her married and settled down much less produce an heir to the Wiggins name.” He chuckled as he rocked back and forth in his specialized motor rocking chair. The one Emma ordered specially for him from this infomercial after he told her that he sometimes had no energy to move like he used to and he would love “one of ‘dem chairs.” It cost Emma close to $4,000 of her savings but it was worth every penny, she told him. Nothing was too good for her dear old Gramps!
    “So we can ask for her consent?”
    “Sure. I mean I could give it to you but better to ask her. She’d love for you to film her pregnancy progress as you film my year before I move on. It’ll make us both immortal.” He chuckled again.
    “That’s great. We’ll get some papers drawn up then we’ll make an appointment to film the first episode of The Real Survivors.”
    “Beautiful,” Grandpa Wiggins said as he placed the phone down. A smug grin made its way on his face. This would be a wonderful gift to his granddaughter and unborn great-grandchild. They’d have this for their keepsake forever. This documentary would be broadcast on local television but it would become a precious family heirloom on Grandpa’s fight for survival and for seeing to the Wiggins line continuing on.
     
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    “Honey, why do I get the feeling you don’t really want me to come with you to your appointment? What’s going on? I thought you’d be excited for me to be there. We could both get some pep talk from the doc at the same time. You know I am half responsible for what’s going on inside of you.” He tried to sound as if it didn’t bother him, but it sure as hell did. Why was Emma so damn jumpy around him all of a sudden? He’d read up on a lot of literature recently on what to expect around pregnant women but “jumpiness around your husband” didn’t catch his eye. In fact, he didn’t think she should be that jumpy. Maybe she was just nervous about having blood tests. She never liked to be poked with a needle. But then again, who did?
     
    “Oh, it’s nothing, hon. I just…” Just what? What reason could you possibly give him without breaking his heart? Most women would jump at the chance of their other half going to every appointment with them and showing so much interest in the pregnancy. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Why did you have to open your big mouth and put your big foot in it before you got a blood test done?
    Emma sighed. “Sorry. I just thought…I’d go it alone. You know. Please understand, Evan.”
    Evan drew in a deep breath and shook his head. “Are you hiding something from me, Emma?”
    The question was so pointed that Emma felt her heart pierce at the word "hiding."
    She remembered all too well