nervousThey've got plenty of time and this is the last thing in the world Fraser would ever be late for, but Ray keeps glancing at his watch anyway, then returns his hand to his leg where his fingers once again pick up an erratic beat. "C'mon, Fraser," he mumbles to himself, then starts to hum along to the song on the radio again.
They're gonna be fine. They're nice people and they aren't weirdos or nothing, so Ray thinks they're gonna be just fine, but it's still nerve wracking. The process hasn't been easy and they're not home free yet, but they're getting closer. They just have to make this lady believe they can be good for her baby once it's born and Ray thinks they can do that.
God, he hopes they can do that.
