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that.” He sounded deflated and miserable and unsure of himself.
    “There’s not much to know,” I said. “I’ll have a procedure to have my tubes untied. We’ll just take one step at a time. This means a lot to me, John Wasper. I really want to do this. Can I count on you? Please?”
    “Haven’t you always been able to count on me? However, this is a different matter entirely. We’re not talking about you volunteering at the garden club.”
    “I hate the garden club,” I said, slumping back down in bed, “that’s why I dropped out and you know it.” I fluffed my pillow and stuffed it under my head again. “You know I’ve always wanted to do something special with my life. Something important. Something nobody else has ever done. Nobody I know anyway. Don’t you see?”
    I stared through the darkness at him. “This is my opportunity. Being a surrogate mother. You’ll love the Kilgores. They are the nicest people.”
    “Who’re the Kilgores?”
    “They’re the people who need a surrogate mother, John Wasper.” I was patient now, placating, trying to rid myself of the guilt I carried for not confiding in him sooner.
    He didn’t say anything but came over and sat down on the bed. “I love you. You know that.”
    “I love you too,” I said, smiling, and moving over to make room for him. Snuggling close to my husband in bed was one of the best things about being married. I wanted a brand new king size bed for the master suite of the new house I intended to buy in Crystal Springs. So we could snuggle down on the week ends with the girls and read the newspaper.
    “You have to lay still,” I said, as he slid in beside me and snuggled close. He was a regular wiggly worm and I was the lay-completely-still type. “I have to get some rest.” I yawned and whispered softly as I felt his body pressing close to mine.
    “I’ve got a long list of things to do tomorrow. Joy Ruth is so moody I can’t count on her help with anything.”
    “I don’t like the sound of this surrogacy stuff. I want to know more about it. You hear?” He yawned. “You’ll have to tell me more.”
    “I will.” I snuggled into the comfort of my husband’s warm body. “Soon as I’m rested,” I said, falling asleep almost before the words left my mouth. I was banking on the fact that if it wasn’t spelled woodworking or sports John Wasper would soon lose interest. That was how little I knew about my own husband.
    That night I dreamed the Kilgores were sitting in my living room. Roy was wearing a pair of tiny blue running shorts and a muscle shirt. Dottie was dressed in a tight black leather skirt, jacket, and high heels. “Now we don’t need a contract for this,” Roy was saying, as he handed me an envelope filled with money. “Surrogacy contracts can be broken. Look at some of the cases over the years. This is different. We all trust each other here.”
    “We can’t thank you enough,” Dottie gushed, “for using your own eggs.”
    “Shush,” I said putting my finger over my mouth. “John Wasper doesn’t know I’m using my own eggs for the baby. Nobody does. It’s our secret.”
    “It’s a deal,” Roy said, and smiled. His deep blue eyes seemed to see inside me. “Now there’s the money,” he said patting his perfectly molded hair. “Count it. Make sure it’s all there.”
    I looked into the envelope. This was the first payment and I was eager to count it.
    “Ten thousand dollars to start,” he said, breathlessly, as though he’d been running. “Is that enough, honey?”
    At that instant, the alarm on the night stand sounded and John Wasper jumped out of bed. He, who usually sleeps right through the alarm, was up and moving about the room doing bends and stretches.
    I kept my eyes closed hoping to drift back to sleep. I wanted to finish my dream. Of course I was wide awake.
    I felt John Wasper staring down at me.
    “What’s wrong?” I opened my eyes. “Was I talking in my sleep?” All I needed to