Sarah wobbled to the road.
Damn. I can’t wait for this to be over. And to think I’d been praying for this for so long
She rubbed her protruding belly softly, her hands feeling a slight kick as the life inside her responded to the barrage of warm emotions that flowed through Sarah’s heart.
She smiled. After all, less than 9 months ago, she’d have given anything to feel the way she felt now.
Like a real woman.
After so many long years. After hundreds of thousands spent on different procedures, experimental and otherwise. After the visits to so many so called religious houses, looking for that elusive miracle.