"I suppose that's something we won't ever be fully prepared for either way, but we'll make sure she has the best life we can give her."

It's all they could do, really.

Zach looked about to say more, but Jo's tears stopped him in his tracks. His instinct was to rush over to her, gather her in his arms, and hold her until her crying had subsided.

But they were at such an impasse.

Would she accept such a gesture? Would it make matters worse? Should he retreat to another room and give her privacy? But he couldn't just leave her there sobbing. It wasn't right.

As the minutes passed, he finally made a decision. Taking one step, and then another, he easily crossed the distance between them. He should have reached out for the wash cloth and offered it to her, but his heart had other ideas. Reaching up, Zach tried to cup the side of Jo's face and used his thumb to attempt to banish some of her tears.