Freeman Legacy

As my life with my husband started, I couldn't have been happier. It seemed like all the sadness that had filled my life since I was a teenager was over. From now on, things would be perfect. And the first part of that was some news I told Matt over breakfast one morning. "I'm pregnant," I told him, my arms moving to indicate my stomach, as if he was going to think I was carrying a child in my shoulder. "Harrie, what?" Matt gasped. He coughed out a chunk of food, and looked at me sharply. "Pregnant," I repeated, suddenly unsure. "Me. With a baby." "Oh god, Harrie, that's great!" He stood and wrapped me in his arms, lifting me into the air as we spun before he set me down gently. "You're sure?" "Yes," I laughed, a little dizzy. "At least, that what the little plastic stick said. I have a doctor's appointment in a couple days to confirm." Matt was wonderful all throu