“It’s very cool.” He said quickly, looking around with a confused look on his face. He could have sworn he was looking at a full nursery; even the Pampers scent was gone. “I must be going crazy!” he thought to himself.

“Kind of feel like you’re going crazy, huh?” the girl said to him.

“What?” he said incredulously. “Did she read my mind?” he wondered.

The girl giggled. “No, I didn’t read your mind that time…well just then I did, but I could tell by the look on your face…tell me, what do you think you saw?” she asked.

“You mean…?” He didn’t know what to say now; did she really know his thoughts…know he had seen something?

She touched his arm and he felt an instant sense of relaxation.

“It’s ok” she told him. “You can tell me what you saw.”

He paused for a second, trapped by the calm feeling her touch had sent through him. Then he spoke.

“I saw a baby’s room…it had a crib and a changing table…and there were…”

“There were diapers and lots of them.” She finished his sentence for him. “Don’t worry you weren’t hallucinating. I let you see that because I knew you’d want to.”

He was in shock; he didn’t know what he had seen for certain or what to say. “How did you…I mean…what is…yesterday, I saw….and the diapers by the trash…who are they…” He stammered.

“They’re mine” she said. “And they can be yours too…if you’d like, and I know you would.” She said with a smile.