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These twin sisters have shared everything in their lives—but they didn’t plan on becoming pregnant at the same time, until they find themselves…
Lianne hasn’t found Mr. Right, but she’s longing to have a baby before it’s too late!
Her sister, Annalise, has the perfect life: a sexy husband, a fabulous home and a great career. But when she made her wedding vows, she also made a pact with her husband—theirs would always be a family of two!
Find out what happens to Annalise next month when she and her husband find themselves:
Parents in Training
Dear Reader,
I’ve always been fascinated by twins, wondering how it would feel to have someone in my life who looked exactly like I do. I have heard of a special bond between twins, and so began to explore the story idea of twin sisters who want different things out of life and yet end up in similar situations.
Lianne O’Mallory is the single twin who longs for a baby. She has a medical problem that’s getting worse. A ticking clock, much earlier than most women face it, adds to the urgency of becoming pregnant. But she’s particular. She doesn’t want just anyone to father her baby. She makes a list of the appealing attributes she’d like for the father of her child, and is shocked when her boss reads it and volunteers.
Lianne’s twin, Annalise, has been married for five years. Early in her relationship with her husband, they decided not to have children. Unexpectedly, Annalise becomes pregnant, and suddenly her plans for the future change drastically. The only problem is her husband’s views have not changed.
United, the sisters work out solutions to their situations that promise a happy future for all.
Though each twin has her own story, these stories are closely intertwined, just like twins.
If you are a twin, I hope I captured the special bond you have with your double. If you’re not a twin, come explore that special tie in these stories.
All the best,
Barbara
Barbara McMahon
The Pregnancy Promise
Barbara McMahon was born and raised in the South, but settled in California after spending a year flying around the world for an international airline. She later settled down to raise a family and work for a computer firm, and began writing when her children started school. Now, feeling fortunate that she’s been able to realize a long-held dream of quitting her day job and writing full-time, she and her husband have moved to the Sierra Nevada mountains of California, where she finds her desire to write is stronger than ever. With the beauty of the mountains visible from her windows and the pace of life slower than that of the hectic San Francisco Bay Area, where they previously resided, she finds more time than ever to think up stories and characters, and share them with others through writing. Barbara loves to hear from readers. You can reach her at P.O. Box 977, Pioneer, CA 95666-0977, U.S.A.
Readers can also contact Barbara at her Web site, www.barbaramcmahon.com.
To Bridgette Anne Hessler,
the newest in our family, with lots of love
CONTENTS
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ONE
LIANNE O’MALLORY sat bundled up in an old quilt. The wind blew from the sea, the tang of salt filling the air. It was too cold to be outside, but she snuggled in the warmth of the quilt and stared out at the gray sea. It had been raining until a half hour ago. The gray skies looked as if they melded into the water at the horizon. It was a dreary day. One that suited her mood to perfection. Tears welled again. Sniffing, she refused to cry.
Staring over the deserted beach from the family cottage, she tried to make her mind go blank—but the doctor’s words echoed over and over. Her recommendation—a hysterectomy. Lianne blinked back the tears. She was only twenty-eight, far too young to face this. Never married, she still held the hope she’d find the man of her dreams one day and get married and start a family. That wouldn’t happen if she had the operation. She’d thought she had all the time in the world. Instead she was limited to months.
The painful menstrual cramps and heavy bleeding contributed to her being almost incapacitated several days each month. If she wanted relief from the pain, this was the option her physician recommended. She snuggled against the hot water bottle pressed to her abdomen. Pills and heat helped, but nothing fully relieved the pain.
Not that she’d get an operation based on one doctor’s opinion. Lianne believed Dr. Wright, however, and expected a second and even third doctor to support her prognosis. But not yet. She couldn’t bear to end all hope of having a family one day. She had already made an appointment with another ObGyn. But she knew it was only a matter time. Her doctor would not have recommended the procedure if she hadn’t been certain it was the only option left.
The pronouncement had been unexpected. Visiting the doctor yesterday afternoon, she’d been hoping for a new treatment, something that would work after five years of trying different medication. But the miracle she hoped for hadn’t appeared. Each month the pain grew worse. This month she’d been driven to the doctor’s again. Too distraught to even think after the doctor’s recommendation, she’d hopped in her car and driven to the beach; to the cottage that had been in her family since her grandfather had been a little boy. It was a refuge, a haven. She sorely needed some time to come to terms with the change in her life.
Cottage was a bit of a misnomer—the house had five bedrooms and a kitchen large enough to feed a family of twenty. And there were usually that many in and out all summer long.
October it was deserted. The perfect place to hide away and come to terms with the realities of her life.
Lianne hadn’t even told her twin yet. Annalise would drive out to join her as soon as she heard and at this moment, Lianne didn’t want anyone around—not even the closest person to her in the world.
Her cell rang. It had rung a dozen times already today. Each time the chirpy ring startled her, bringing her out of her reverie for a few seconds. It lay on the counter in the kitchen. She could hear it but not bring herself to leave her warm cocoon to walk inside to answer.
The relentless wave action of the sea mesmerized. The cool breeze chilled her cheeks. Tucked inside the warm quilt, getting up would mean being enveloped in the cold until she went inside. Maybe she’d just stay huddled in the quilt forever.
The phone went quiet. No one knew where she was. She’d phoned in to the office after she’d left the doctor’s office and just told her assistant she’d be out for a couple of days. Not stopping to check in with any of her family or friends, she’d driven straight to the beach. Sooner or later she’d have to call someone or they’d all worry. But not yet.
The phone rang again. For a moment Lianne thought it sounded angry. She smiled for the first time since seeing the doctor yesterday. Phone ring tones didn’t sound angry. They just played whatever ring tone was set. Sighing,