Chapter 5
Sunlight beamed through the window.
The clock radio blinked 12:00.
Nathaniel was gone.
It must have been ten in the morning, or maybe later. Hannah shook her drowsy head before instructing her feet to plummet toward the carpet. Her brain felt fuzzy, and shaking it didn’t help.
She wished she had a dog.
A dog would get her out of the house and walking every day. Or would a new puppy be a commitment to home life? A puppy required more care than she and Nathaniel could provide if they were both working.
And this house, this house! This house didn’t come cheap. She had savings of course, but what sense was there in draining her accounts to stay home with a dog?
Or a child.
A child...
Was it strange that her mind went to puppy before baby?
Hannah stood before the coff
