Chapter 28

Carson stood,staring outside through the window of his study. He kept thinking about Alice, about the anguish in her eyes as she went. His chest seemed congested, as though he couldn't breathe well.

His thoughts were disrupted by a knock on the door. Trying to sound regular, he said, "Come in."

Margaret entered, her mouth open in a brilliant smile. "You are here, dear! I have searched all over for you. We have to discuss the wedding flower arrangements.

Carson started to grin under pressure. "Oh, right. The bloom.

Margaret pulled out a sophisticated-looking folder and sat down opposite him. " Roses were on my mind. Of course, red ones Many of these. what do you think about it?"

Not really caring, Carson answered, "Sounds nice." In his brain, Alice's voice still rang clear. I am pregnant, Carson. He shook his head, trying Margaret first.

"Are you even looking at me?" Margaret wrinkled her brow. "This will be our wedding, Carson. You might at least pass for interested."

Carson muttered