'Hey,' I said, 'is there anything special that you want to take with you?'
'No,' she said. Then she thought again. 'Yes. You.'
The taxi-driver thought Jenny was expecting a baby. 'Is this your first?' he asked.
I was holding Jenny in my arms, and I felt ready to explode.
'Please, Ollie,' Jenny said to me softly. 'He's trying to be nice to us.'
'Yes,' I told the driver. 'It's our first. And my wife isn't