Chapter 22 Georgia
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Customs on this planet is crazy. You’d think a bag of coffee beans was a controlled substance. Okay, technically it’s a “mild stimulant” but it’s just coffee. I had the pleasure of paying exorbitant fees. But hey, I got a sticker slapped on my coffee bag, so let’s count that as a win.
-Freema
“Looks like someone is eager to meet the world. The kit is early but healthy. I predict an easy labor,” Belith said. Her cheeks had a glow which indicated sincerity. Nice to know the doctor didn’t feed her meaningless bull.
Georgia clenched her eyes closed as a contraction rolled through her. Nothing about the last two weeks felt easy. Her back hurt, her ankles swelled up like balloons and she had to pee all the damn time. The spring weather went from cool and damp to hot an
