Michele was as nervous as she could be. Today was the big day. Her first doctor appointment totally focused on their infertility problem. She had no idea what to expect. Allan was taking off work and was supposed to meet her there. She grabbed her purse and headed out to the garage. After pushing the garage door button and turning on the car, she pulled her phone out of her purse to call Allan. He picked up after a few rings. “You remembered our doctor appointment, right?” “I’ve already left the office.” “Then you should get there before me,” she said. “Why don’t you sign in for us?” “Actually, you’ll still get there before me.” “Why? Your office is closer to the doctor’s than our house.” “It is, but I have a quick stop to make first.” “Allan . . .” “Don’t worry.
