Faith POV: Rick and I sat on the park bench and talked about everything. We talked about all the things we needed to get and do before the baby got here and how excited we were for that day to come. The whole time we talked I kept my hand on my belly feeling the baby move around. "With as much as the baby is moving, I think she is going to be a gymnast!" I said. "So you think it's a she?" "Did I say she?" "Mhm." He nodded his head. "Maybe that's a sign that it's a girl!" I said and he smiled. We talked a little longer than realized that it was getting really late so we got in the car and started heading home. As soon as Rick pulled onto the highway our song came on the radio. This night couldn't be anymore perfect! I turned up the radio and began to sing along. Rick looked over at me and smiled. "I love it when you sing." "I think someone else does too." I said placing my hand on my stomach. When I started to sing the baby moved around like crazy! Rick looked down at my belly and put his hand over mine. I was so caught up in the moment that I barely noticed the set of headlights that were heading right for our car. "Rick!" Was all I could say before we were hit. I wrapped my arms around my stomach and braced myself. Then everything went black.
