11-14-2012, 05:49 AM
(This post was last modified: 11-14-2012, 05:49 AM by TheRubyStorm.)
Patiently Elisa waited by his feet as he pushed as hard as he could. Within a few pushes, she could see the top of the first baby's head blinking back and forth between contractions.
"She's coming Tommy." she smiled. "And she's got a mess of dark hair. "
"She's coming Tommy." she smiled. "And she's got a mess of dark hair. "