Elizabeth nodded, a suspicious smile spreading across her face. “Speaking of the Fitzgeralds, how’s it going with Brendan?”

Charlie tried to act cool but failed miserably. She glanced around to ensure they were alone. Gossip mills thrived in hospitals. “Fabulous.” She felt a blush spread across her cheekbones.

Elizabeth clapped her hands together. “I knew it! Tell me everything.”

“Shush. I don’t want to be the next topic of conversation around here. Besides, it’s very new. As in this week.”

“Really? I would swear there were sparks with you two from the moment you met.”

“Oh, there were. But we’re both being cautious for obvious reasons.”

Elizabeth tilted her head. “Obvious reasons?”

Charlie blew out a long breath and turned her chair to face Elizabeth. “He’s very careful about dating because of the girls. And I, well, that’s a long story.”

Elizabeth rolled her chair closer until her knees bumped Charlie’s. “And you? What?” Her mouth turned downwards and her shoulders drooped. “I know there’s something going on with you. Something you haven’t been able to tell me yet. I’m here for you.”

Tears sprang to her eyes. She took Elizabeth’s hands in hers. “I know that, Elizabeth. And I’m thankful. The time has never been right.” She glanced at her friend’s pregnant belly. “But, I’m dealing with it. Really.”

Elizabeth grasped her hands and squeezed. “My being pregnant has nothing to do with this, Charlie. I’m here for you, no matter what. As you were there for me in Los Angeles.”

Charlie pulled her hands free and swiped at the tears that had leaked from her eyes. She offered up a watery smile. “I know, Elizabeth. And I will tell you. Everything. But in my own time.”

“Okay, then. So, back to juicy details about Brendan.” She screwed up her face. “On the other hand, he’s like a brother to me, so not so juicy.”