The Black Widow. BEVERLY BARTON
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strong, for Darlene’s sake as well as her own.
“If the baby is a boy, I wish you could name him Robby Joe, but I know that’s out of the question.” Darlene laid her open palm over Jordan’s flat belly.
“I haven’t thought about names. Besides, this may be a little girl.” She laid her hand over Darlene’s on her stomach.
“If it is, you should name her after your mother.”
“My mother and Dan’s mother—Elizabeth Helene.”
“And Daniel, Jr., if it’s a boy?”
A cold chill rippled through Jordan. No, she couldn’t name her son Daniel, Jr. “There’s plenty of time to decide on a name. I’m sure that in seven months, we’ll come up with something perfect for our baby.”
Darlene sighed as she removed her hand from Jordan’s stomach. “You are so generous to share your child with us, with me and Devon and the others. Your son or daughter will be the closest thing to a grandchild that I’ll ever have.”
“He will be a very lucky child to have so many people to love and care for him—or her. My family and friends and Dan’s family and friends.”
Jordan glanced toward the sky and noted the swirling dark clouds. “I believe it’s going to rain. Maybe we’d better head back to the house.”
Darlene gazed skyward. “You’re right. It looks like a springtime storm is brewing.”
They walked hurriedly up the drive, barely making it onto the veranda before the first raindrops hit the ground. By the time they were inside, the bottom fell out and distant flashes of lightning zigzagged through the sky.
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