Olivia broke off her engagement to her college sweetheart, a premed named Doug, and moved back to the old house in Northways. But living there without her father was too painful. She ended up selling the house and moving to an apartment complex in Charlottesville. She took a job with a computer software company that required a fair amount of travel, which was, in part, how she and Matt rekindled their previously too-brief relationship.

Irvington, New Jersey, was a far cry from either Northways or Charlottesville, Virginia, but Olivia surprised him. She wanted them to stay in this place, seedy as it was, so that they could save the money for the now-under-contract dream house.

Three days after they bought the camera phones, Olivia came home and headed straight upstairs. Matt poured a glass of lime-flavored seltzer and grabbed a few of those cigar-shaped pretzels. Five minutes later he followed her. Olivia wasn't in the bedroom. He checked the small office. She was on the computer. Her back was to him.

"Olivia?"

She turned to him and smiled. Matt had always disdained that old cliché about a smile lighting up a room, but Olivia could actually do that- had that whole "turn the world on with her smile" thing going on. Her smile was contagious. It was a startling catalyst, adding color and texture to his life, altering everything in a room.

"What are you thinking?" Olivia asked him.

"That you're smoking hot."

"Even pregnant?"

"Especially pregnant."

Olivia hit a button, and the screen vanished. She stood and gently kissed his cheek. "I have to pack."

Olivia was heading to Boston on a business trip.

"What time is your flight?" he asked.

"I think I'm going to drive."

"Why?"

"A friend of mine miscarried after a plane ride. I just don't want to chance it. Oh, and I'm going to see Dr. Haddon tomorrow morning before I go. He wants to reconfirm the test and make sure everything is all right."