“Not this one either, honey, ” Barbara shook her head as she inspected the room.
“It doesn’t look too bad,” said George.
“I know dear, but you wouldn’t want to risk anything, not at this stage.”
George knew his wife was right. She was due in about a week and this was their first baby, so both parents were extra cautious.
“Maybe we should just skip the idea of a weekend getaway,” said George, looking apologetic.
He’d wanted to do something special for Barbara but what with the hospital bills and the firm downsizing, this was all he could afford at the moment.
Barbara squeezed his arm reassuringly.
“The only getaway I need is to be with you, even if it’s in our comfy little apartment,” she smiled.
George smiled back gloomily.
“Tell you what, dear,” said Barbara, sliding her arm around his neck and resting her chin on his shoulder. “We’ll check out one last place, alright?”
As they drove up to the next motel, Barbara immediately grabbed George’s hand.
“Um, we can’t stay here.”
But you haven’t even seen…,” began George.
“It’s not that,” Barbara interrupted, clutching his hand even harder.
“The baby’s coming!”