“She imagined a nice house, large enough to hold them, the girls, and the babies she hoped to have. She imagined backyard bonfires, late night movies, sleeping next to Brantley every night. She imagined what it would be like to have Brantley's baby growing in her womb. She imagined Avery and Emily picking out a puppy and fighting over who would get to sleep with the puppy at night. 'Get it together!' she scolded herself. Normally she had no trouble meeting deadlines, and often was early. She prided herself on exceeding her clients' expectations.”
Book:Willfully Wanton