Everest is a dedicated soldier who loves serving in the army, while Stanley, his husband is a supportive spouse who stands by his husband's career choice. However, their lives take an unexpected turn when Everest prepares to return to the army and S...
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Stanley: 1 month, 4 weeks
"So, you're telling me I'm going to be an uncle?" Robert asked me, his voice drenched in surprise.
"Yeah, I was going to wait until I was out of the danger zone, but here I am telling you," I replied, "since you're my brother."
Something about Robert and I is that we have always been close. He always wanted to be an uncle and he finally can have that.
"How far along are you?" he asked, his question caught me off guard. "Four weeks," I gasped out, "Everyone says you have to wait until you are out of the danger zone to tell anyone, but I couldn't wait." Robert left out a chuckle.
"Who else knows besides Everest?"
"Fawn, she was on the phone with me when I took the test," I replied, running a hand over my stomach. "Well, if you need anything while Everest's away, just call, and I'll come over, and if we need some entertainment, I'll call Marr." I laughed at Robert's remark of Marr.
Marr is a good friend of ours, Robert called him the clown of the three of us due to how Marr's personality was: He was always cheerful, making jokes and so on.
"And Robert."
'Yeah?"
"I don't want Marr to know until I'm out of the danger zone, Okay?"
"Will do, I promise I wouldn't say a word." Robert replied, "Well, I'm going to let you go here."
"I'll talk to you later then." Robert hung up the phone. I placed my cell phone next to me, thinking about Everest leaving today. "Stanley?"
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I sat down next to him. "Is everything okay?" He glanced over at me. "Robert was happy about us having a baby." I placed my arm around him, pulling him closer to me. "He said he was going to come over when you're gone so, I could have someone to talk to." Stanley rested his head on my shoulder.
"Do you have to go?" he asked me if he was a child who had lost his favorite toy. "Yeah, but I'll be back soon," I replied, knowing this was going to be hard on Stanley due to the pregnancy. But we both knew he was going to be okay since Robert was going to be over to check on him when I was gone.
"You're going to be okay, Stan." I said, "I'll try to write to you when I can."
