week!"
"You are!" Polly pulled Joss into a hug. "I'm so excited. What day? Where? What's going on? Do you know if it's a girl or a boy? When did you find out?"
Joss took Polly's hand and led her to the sofa, while Henry strode across the room to Nate, "Congratulations, man. I know you've been ready for this."
"We really have," Nate said. He puffed out his chest. "I'm gonna be a dad."
"Tell me everything. Don't leave anything out," Polly said. "When did you get the call?"
"They called this morning." Joss looked up at her husband and her eyes glistened. "I can't believe it's going to happen. I couldn't let myself think about it. I had to prepare, but I couldn't believe it." She started to cry and Polly reached out and took her hand.
Henry looked around desperately, found the box of tissues and dropped them on the table in front of the two girls. Joss sniffled and used a tissue to wipe away the tears.
"We've got time. You two sit down," she said, pointing at the chairs.
Being the obedient men that they were (Polly smiled to herself realizing how easily they fell apart with a few tears), they sat exactly where Joss had pointed.
"I'm fine." Joss took another tissue and clutched it in her hand. "They called this morning. There was a couple who planned to adopt a baby that was due this week, but something happened and they backed out. So we got the call. It could be any day."
"Where do you have to go?" Polly asked. "Is it close?"
"We're going to Omaha. And since we've already taken vacation for this week, we don't have to worry about our work schedules."
"Do you know if it's a boy or a girl?"
Nate smiled and said, "We told them we didn't care. I think they know, but we want to be surprised."
"Are your parents coming out?" Polly turned to Henry. "This is a lousy time to leave Bellingwood. I keep telling you."
He laughed and said, "I knew we weren't done with that conversation."
Joss put her hand on Polly's knee. "You can't cancel your honeymoon. Nate and I feel bad enough that we aren't going. We aren't even sure when the baby is going to get here. The case worker says she is due tomorrow, but you just never know."
"Are you going to meet the mom?"
"She doesn't want anything to do with us, so no. It sounds like she just wants this to be over."
"I can't believe that I won't be here for you," Polly said.
"You'll be back in two weeks. Nate and I will have time to get comfortable with a baby in the house. Our parents will come out and make a big fuss and then when you get back, you can come calm me down. It's really going to be okay."
Polly stood up. "Well, then I have to give you this before I leave. Because that baby won't stay little very long." She went back into their bedroom and came out with a wrapped gift and handed it to Joss. "It's really silly."
"Polly, you and Lydia already threw me a baby shower and gave us a bouncy seat. You didn't have to get anything else."
"Really. It's silly. But I want a picture," Polly said, laughing. "Go ahead. Open it."
Joss opened the small package and laughed as she pulled out two onesies with the Sycamore House logo on the front. "You're right. This is totally silly. But we will take a picture of the baby in one of these right away. Be watching for the announcement of our new family member. Thank you, Polly."
"I can't wait to meet your new little one," Polly said. "I'm disappointed that I won't be here when you come home." She heard Henry take a loud breath. "I know, I know. We'll be having fun."
Joss looked at her watch. "It's time to go! Today is your day. I just needed to tell you before everything got going."
"I'm so excited for you." Polly hugged her again. "Can we tell people or not?"
"Let's not do that today," Joss said. "I wanted you to know why we weren't going to travel with you, but we're supposed to celebrate your marriage today and I'm still feeling a little leery that it won't actually happen."
Polly stood up again. "It's going to be great. I just know
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