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the other.  However, Jonathon’s back took precedence over her state of pregnancy and Nancy somehow made it through the pregnancy without too much difficulty.  That was the first time she’d moved to the living room couch for any length of time.
                  Now Nancy watched him walk back to the kitchen area and sit tentatively on one of the barstools at the kitchen counter.  He didn’t seem to know what to do with his hands and after several uncomfortable
     
    attempts, finally settled on putting them on top of the counter in a loose grip.
                  Was it only a year ago that they’d gone shopping for those barstools?  Everything had seemed fine then.  What had happened?
                  Nancy tried to suppress her sigh.  She’d be damned if she’d let him see that she wasn’t doing well.
                  “I was thinking that we should put the house on the market right away.  I really don’t want to stay here with the girls.  We’ll move closer to the school before the new school year starts.”  Nancy was pleased that her voice sounded pleasant.  She felt slightly more in control.
                  ‘Um.  I meant to tell you.”  Jonathon’s eyes flitted everywhere but at Nancy.
                  “Meant to tell me what?”  Okay.  Good so far.  Still sounded normal.
                  “I already, uh, called the real estate lady.  She’s coming over tonight to have us sign the papers to sell the house.”
                  Nancy just stood there, a box of cereal in one hand and a bag of chips in the other, and stared at him.  Just about the time she thought that she had pulled it all together, he broadsided her with something new.  He’d already contacted the realtor without consulting with her.  Typical Jonathon.
                  “Uh, okay.”  Nancy swallowed.  “When is she due?”  Forget trying to sound normal.  Just get through this conversation.
                  “What time is it?”  Jonathon looked around the kitchen as though he didn’t know damn well where the clock was.
                  Nancy started to tell him the time, just like she’d always jumped whenever he’d asked for something throughout their whole married life.  This time, though, he’d have to get it himself.  Within seconds some door inside of her soul slammed shut.  It no longer mattered to her what Jonathon thought about her.  It actually felt good to just stand there and make him do something for himself for once.
                  Jonathon waited, still stuck in the habits of the past.  When he looked over at Nancy, waiting for her to tell him what time it was, he was stunned to find her humming and putting away the groceries!  He wasn’t upset, just surprised.  Usually Nancy was pretty reliable in what she’d do.
                  “I think she might be due right now.”  His voice sounded smaller.
                  “Now?  As in 6:00 o’clock?”  Nancy frustration started to show in her expression and voice.
                  “Aw, come on, Nancy.  Don’t go getting all upset!  You always do this!  She’s just coming over to sign some papers.  It’s no big deal.  You always make such a big deal out of nothing.”  Jonathon had gone back to offense-mode.
                  Usually at this point in the conversation, Nancy would say that she wasn’t upset, really.  She’d apologize for her outburst, and then she’d try to move the conversation back into safer waters.
                  This time, however, she didn’t care.  She ignored him while she finished putting away the groceries and started dinner.  Okay, okay, so she slammed some cupboards while doing it.  Grilled chicken, fresh veggies, potatoes, but no rice - Jonathon was allergic to rice, unless his mother made it - and