“I am totally impressed that you became a doctor,” she told her former biology classmate, Georgia, “especially after having me as a lab partner! Quite an accomplishment!” she laughed.
“Actually, you inspired me,” Georgia replied.
“I did?” she asked incredulously. “How in the world did I manage that? When it came to anything science-related, I was a pitiful student.”
The telephone began ringing just as she closed the door to her hotel room and started down the hallway toward the elevator. She never even considered not turning back to answer, confident that the call was either from her son or Dennis.
“Hey, Mom,” her son said cheerily before she even had a chance to say “hello.”
“And you got married just like that?” Amy said incredulously.
“Just like that!” she laughed. “It was an amazing day. We only had about twenty-five guests and got married, barefooted, on the beach at sundown.”
“When did you tell your families that you were pregnant?” Amy pressed.