“I like to be prepared,” she said. Megan said that with that half-smile she always gave when she was trying to look tough but couldn’t hide her heart.
She began talking about baby names in college.
She saved nursery photos on her phone, and later kept baby clothes in a bin under our bed for years.
Megan watched every friend’s child as if they were miracles. Whenever someone we knew announced a pregnancy, she would smile and send a gift, then go quiet for the rest of the night.
I’d find her in the bathroom later, wiping her eyes and pretending she had allergies.
After getting married, we really tried to make her biggest dream a reality.
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