She did.
But Max didn’t.
He’s not here.
They hadn’t really discussed whether or not they would find out. Other than she had said yes, and Max no.
“You don’t have to find out,” said her mom.
Zoe looked at her. “Really.”
“It is your choice. And to be honest, it should be something between you and Max.”
“But he’s not here.”
“I’m sure there are reasons for it.”
“The farm.”
The technician moved the probe over her belly.
“I want to know.”
“You sure?”
Her mom wasn’t helping.
“I do. I don’t want to wait any longer. Besides, she knows already.”
“I do,” said the technician. “Ready to find out then?”
“Tell me…”
“It’s a girl.”
Zoe smiled.A girl.“Can I have a photo of the image?”
“Of course, I’ll print a few.”
“Is everything all right with her.” It felt good to say the baby’s gender.
The technician’s previously poker face broke into a smile. “Your baby is perfect weight and growing well.”
That was the best news Zoe had heard all day.
Now, the problem was, how to tell Max she knew the gender of their baby.
Max hurried into the hospital. Kate had texted him the room number, and after asking at reception for directions, he was about to finally see Zoe.
He paused at the door. It was late, he’d talked his way into being able to see her since visiting hours had finished over an hour ago.
Should he knock?
Or just go in?
Quietly he stepped into the room, deciding that if Zoe was sleeping he would leave. She wasn’t. The light by her bed was on, and she was looking at a picture.
Zoe looked up. Her face brightened as their eyes locked.
