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to call and ask your secretary to schedule a time when you can see your son or daughter?”
    Reaching for the arms around his waist, Spencer unclasped his wife’s hands and turned to face her. Vertical lines appeared between his eyes when he frowned. “That’s a cruel thing to say.”
    Deanna refused back down. “Cruel or true?”
    His frown deepened. “You damn well know it’s not going to be that way.”
    â€œI don’t know how it’s going to be. All I have to go on is what’s happening in our lives right now. You just wrapped up a case, so you call to let me know that you’re going be home earlier than usual. How often does that happen?” Deanna asked. “When you get home I’m already asleep and when I get up in the morning you’re gone. If I don’t call you or if you don’t call me, then I wouldn’t know if you’re alive or dead. I married you because I’m in love with you, Spencer, but if I’d known what I know now—”
    â€œDon’t say it,” Spencer interrupted. “Please don’t say you wouldn’t have married me, because we both know that’s not true. We married for all the right reasons. It’s just that we’re caught up with our careers. I’ve worked hard to make junior partner—”
    â€œAnd you’ll work even harder to become a senior partner,” Deanna said, cutting him off. “How many more years will I have to put my life on hold?”
    â€œWhat are you talking about?”
    â€œA baby, Spencer. I want a child, but I’m not going to bring a baby into a situation where he or she will have to deal with a part-time father.”
    â€œAren’t you being a little premature?” he asked.
    â€œAbout what?”
    Cradling Deanna’s face in his hands, Spencer kissed her forehead. “We have another two years before we start trying for a baby.”
    â€œI don’t want to wait two years, Spencer. In two years I’ll be thirty-five and high risk. And my chances of having a baby with Down syndrome also increases with age.”
    â€œThere are tests to confirm that, and if it is then you’ll just abort it.”
    Deanna felt as if someone had plunged a dagger into her chest, then twisted it until she found it impossible to draw a normal breath. “Abort!” she screamed. “Do you know how you sound? You’re talking about a human life, not an apple that when you bite into it and discover that the insides are rotted you throw it away.”
    â€œI didn’t mean it that way, Dee.”
    â€œPlease explain, because right now I’m thoroughly confused. When you talk about aborting a child it is not only my child but yours.” Her voice was soft, almost conciliatory. “I love you, Spencer. I want your children and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. But we can’t continue living the way we have. We have to make time for each other.”
    Lowering his head, Spencer buried his face in the sweet-smelling twists. “You’re right, Dee. Starting tomorrow I’m going to meet with some of the associates and havethem handle the cases that don’t require my immediate supervision.”
    â€œDon’t make promises you can’t keep.”
    â€œI’m not promising anything. I said I’m going to try and lighten my caseload.”
    â€œThank you for meeting me halfway.”
    Deanna didn’t want to tell Spencer that there were a few events she’d turned down because they were either on the West Coast or out of the country. The ones in California would require that she spend more than a week with her client to plan the event, then return several times to make certain all the vendors were on board. The ones in the Caribbean were more convenient because they were in the same time zone and she could hop a flight at a moment’s notice.
    She’d made sacrifices to preserve