Another wave rolls through her and she leans forward again. I grab a hand towel, dampen it under the sink, and gently press it to the back of her neck.
She breathes out a shaky sigh. “Thank you.”
Her lashes flutter, wet and heavy, and she swallows, “I was sure I was,” she shakes her head. “I’m not.”
She lets out a breath that is almost a sob. Not sad. Not happy. Something in between. Something raw. “I know you don’t want to talk about it, and that’s totally okay, but maybe you should… pee again?”
Her eyes light up and she stands, “Really?”
“I mean,” I wave my hand toward the sink. “Sometimes we jump the gun and…”
“I want to talk about this but,” Nalani holds her hand over her belly.
“This is none of my business,” I smile feeling tears sting my eyes, these ones the happy kind. “If you need me.”
Savannah makes a soft chuffing sound, waking and Nalani’s eyes drift toward her. “She is such a good baby.”
“She thinks so,” I say. “She woke up at five and insisted we start our day.”
Nalani tries to laugh. It comes out thin. “Good timing.”
“Yeah,” I whisper. “Perfect timing.”
She leans back against the tub, breathing slow, trying to steady herself.
And I stay right there beside her, holding the towel to her neck as she leans into me.
Nalani:
After last night’s game, I’m surprising Koa in Philly tonight.
Sofie:
YES. GO GET YOUR MAN. Emotional support, girlfriend has entered the chat.
Noelle:
Valid. Also, I cannot come tonight, I have to work till close.
Sofie:
I have a meeting, so I won’t make it until the third period anyway.
Me:
I’m ordering in food. Come if you can. We will be hen and house setting.
Sofie:
Ha! Savannah is all mine!
Nalani:
I love you all. I’ll send updates when I get to Philly.
Paul:
The house will be fine. Hens will be fine. Savannah’s not all yours, Sassy.
