Her eyes ballooned even more. “Is itthatobvious?”
I giggled. “Not to anyone who isn’t familiar with it.”
“Thank you,” she sighed, taking one of the crackers and biting into it.
“Those were the only things I could keep down during my first tri with those two.” I nodded in the direction of Kyle and Kennedy.
“I had such a smooth pregnancy with Diego. Hardly any symptoms beyond some mild queasiness. But this one…” She trailed off, shaking her head.
“It’s a Townsend. They come into this world making their presence felt from the very beginning.”
She giggled. “If this baby is anything like their father.”
I tutted. “Don’t I know it.”
We both laughed.
“How far along are you?”
“I’ll be twelve weeks next week. We wanted to wait until I passed the first trimester to tell anyone.”
I made a zipping motion across my mouth. “Your secret is safe with me.”
“I appreciate it. And these,” she stated, holding up the crackers. “I never really thought they worked but my nausea is so much better than when I walked in here.”
I winked at her. “Old tricks of the trade.”
We finished our shopping. I was happy Kennedy decided to stick with the superhero theme the boys had chosen and opted to be Wonder Woman. Unfortunately, my husband wasn’t going to be so thrilled about her choice in costume.
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Aaron
“I told you to send me a picture of her costume,” I growled, arms folded over my chest as Patience and I stood in my downstairs office.
She poked out her hip, placing a hand on it, exposing just a tiny bit of the flesh of her abdomen in the sleeveless silk top she wore. “No. You toldKennedyto send you a picture but she doesn’t have a phone, so …” She shrugged.
“And her mother neglected to follow through on my request because?”
“Because I’m not your secretary. What’s the big deal anyway?” she asked, holding up her hands. “It’s just a Halloween costume.”
“What’s the big…Have youseenthe costume? Have you seen that movie of a woman running around in some skimpy outfit? No,” I barked. “Take it back!”
“No!” Patience folded her arms over her breasts.
My chest tightened.
“Kennedy wants to be a superhero like her brother and cousin. That’s the costume she chose.”
“She’s five! She doesn’t get a choice!”
Patience sucked her teeth. “That seems to be your theme song. Not giving anyone a choice.”
I narrowed my gaze.
“Don’t look at me like I’m talking nonsense. You did it with me and this marriage. And you’re doing it to Kennedy. At least trying to.”
I took a threatening step in her direction.
