Johnsons, but Serenity couldn’t leave Wiltspoon now that Liberty was injured. The trip had to be postponed for the time being.
“Seren, are you feeling sleepy? Go rest with Sonny for a bit; I’ll wake you when I’m tired,” Zachary suggested.
“Sonny is sleeping soundly right now. That psychic is truly remarkable,” she replied.
Zachary said, “Nana trusts him, so he must be amazing. He predicted our future, saying we’re destined to have a son and a daughter, so there’s no need for you to worry. Children will come to us, sooner or later.”
Serenity nodded, feeling reassured by the notion of having a son and daughter. It seemed she could have children—it was just not the right time yet.
“I noticed you slipped away to ask the psychic something. What did you inquire about? Or was his statement about us having a son and daughter just a pre-arranged script to make me happy?” Serenity pondered.
Zachary quickly responded, “Seren, I had never met that psychic before today, and I don’t really believe in such things. It’s Nana who does. How could I have made arrangements ahead of time? The question I secretly asked him was when we might have our child. It wasn’t out of anxiety but concern that you might overthink things.”
Serenity leaned forward, asking eagerly, “What did he say?”
“He mentioned our efforts would bear fruit from late summer to early fall,” he replied.
Serenity inquired, “September? October?”
It seemed they still had to wait a few months.
Zachary wrapped his arms around her gently, saying, “We’ll receive good news this year, sweetheart. You really need to stop putting pressure on yourself and focus on living well each day. Once Liberty is discharged from the hospital, I’ll arrange for someone to come over and tailor your wedding dress. Hopefully, the baby will…”
“Please come after the wedding, as I don’t want you to feel tired.”
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