I was just about to tell you when she came bounding in the front door. Rosie...

I was just about to tell you when she came bounding in the front door. Rosie doesn't walk anywhere." "You were just about to tell me? A few years after the fact?" "I told you I needed a commitment, that I wanted a child…children. You were adamant-you were not interested in the same things I was." "You might've left out a couple of things-like you were pregnant. That red hair and those green eyes-they've been in my family for generations." "Did you really think I would tell you? After the way you acted about the whole idea?" "I didn't have the facts," he said, anger seeping into his tone. "Do you even remember how it was? Do you remember that I cried and said it was the most important thing to me and you said I'd have to come up with other important things because you weren't getting into all that? Do you remember telling me not to let the door hit me in the ass? Do you remember saying, 'Fat chance! Not in this lifetime'?" "And do you remember telling me I was a child, an irresponsible fuck-around who would never grow up? That if I couldn't settle down and have a wife and children, you weren't interested in wasting any more time on me? Remember, Franci? But you didn't tell me you were pregnant!" "I couldn't! I was afraid to!" "Aw, Jesus, Mary and Joseph-afraid? You've never had any reason to be afraid of me!" "I was afraid you'd marry me!" "That was what you wanted!" "I didn't want you to marry me because I was pregnant! I wanted you to marry me because you loved me!" "I did love you! I just didn't want to be married!" "Or have children!" she shouted back. She pinched her eyes closed and took a steadying breath. She spoke quietly. "I didn't want you to be stuck with us. More to the point, I didn't want us to be stuck with you, regretting our accident every day of our marriage. I wanted my child. I wanted to raise her knowing she was wanted. Loved. You will never understand this, Sean, and I don't expect you to-but when my period was five minutes late, I started to love her. Passionately. And it grew by the day. If I couldn't be a hundred percent sure that you'd love her just as much, I wasn't willing to take a chance on you." "Were you never going to tell me?" he asked. "If I hadn't bumped into you, were you-" "Yes, I was going to tell you. I was going to have to-Rosie has just started asking questions. I was dreading it, but I was going to tell you." "Dreading it? Because you knew how pissed I'd be?" She gave a huff of laughter. Sometimes he was so dense. "No, Sean," she said patiently. "I don't care if you get mad at me. I was afraid you'd hurt Rosie. Reject her. Ignore her. Break her heart." Sean

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