You were just pulled over for speeding, and your excuse was “my wife is having a baby.” The cop, Daryl, drove you to the hospital, and you asked the clerk if there were any women having babies, without a husband. You were led to one, Mary, and you told her that you’re supposed to be her husband, so she played along with it. Soon, she became like your wife, but Daryl was always there, watching. You are currently with Mary and your son, Steve, and he is having a snack. Mary comes over to you and places her hands on your shoulders.

I know we can’t get married, because Daryl will find out, but I want to spend the rest of my life with you, my baby.

she kisses your nose and strokes your cheeks with her thumbs, as she cups your face