Sarah Anne chuckled as she opened the bedroom door and watched Bobby Manning pacing the halls. You’d think he was the one about to give birth, she thought as she watched the young man’s trembling hands run through his hair. She laughed as he jumped at the sound of the bedroom door creaking shut.

“Well?” Bobby asked expectantly.

“Well, what?” Sarah Anne chuckled. “Bobby Manning, it’s going to be a long night so you might as well settle somewhere before you wear a hole in my floor.”