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Atlantic Avenue ran straight and true ahead of them, with little traffic until they neared Atlantic Beach and the bridge to Morehead City.

The water below, in Bogue Sound, was calm and the sky was serenely blue.

“Are you nervous? Worried?” Luke asked as he turned the car east on Arendell Street.

“I’m excited. I would be worried, but with you beside me, I’m happy.”

Benjamin Daniel Bradshaw was born on April twenty-third, seven pounds, eleven ounces of baby boy and, for a moment, as the obstetrician received him, Juli felt Ben nearby and knew he was smiling.



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