Time to See

Dressed in my best outfit,

I cradle my stomach

And whisper to the baby.

We are going to see your daddy.

 

I haven't seen him in forever.

Hope you like his voice, my angel.

Flanked by two guards on each side,

I'm escorted into the conference room.

 

Trent is waiting, wringing his hands.

He must be nervous.

Still looks the same.

That's good.

 

The guards are looking at me.

Guess it's time to go in.

Well here I go...

"Hello Trent. How have you been?"