He Chases Mountains and Seas, I Keep the Quiet and the Love

When I was three months pregnant, my husband was busy talking to the baby.

"You're going to grow up just like your Aunt Marina. Smart, brave, out on the slopes, off seeing the world all on your own."

My smile stiffened for a second. I asked, on purpose,

"So if Marina Henson and I both fell into the sea, who would you save?"

Thomas James didn't even stop to think.

"You, of course."

Warmth had barely stirred in my chest when he added, smiling,

"Marina can swim, and she's won surfing titles. Why would she ever need saving?"

Right then, a photo of Marina popped up in our group of three.