My hands trembled.
My voice, once it had recovered from the shock, was an octave higher than normal.
My cheeks felt as if they were glowing an unnatural shade of red.
I needed to sit down to absorb what was happening to me.
Second thoughts, I needed to stand up as I could not possibly sit still and remain calm.
I stared, open eyed, at my husband. His eyes mimicked mine and he stared right back.
“Oh my Gowd.” I said for the umpteenth time.
I clasped my hands over my face.
I laughed again.
One precious word.
Eight life changing letters.
A dream come true.
That magic blue writing.