Laura, calm and radiant in an ivory suit.
“Laura? What is this?” he stammered.
“I thought it was time we caught up,” she replied with a faint smile.
He looked around the jet. “You travel like this now?”
“Occasionally,” she said. “It’s easier with three little ones.”
His chest tightened. “Three… little ones?”
“Triplets,” Laura replied, her voice calm. “Two girls and a boy. They’re six.”
The Truth He Never Saw Coming
She handed him a photo of three children beaming in a balloon-filled garden. His hands shook as he stared at the picture.
“But you… couldn’t…” he stammered.
