Chapter 10Three months later
“Kristina, how does a woman know if she's pregnant?” Allison asked as she and her sister and her best friend sat in her sparkling parlor with tea and cookies. The broken furniture had been repaired, the window replaced, and the whole room aired out by the refreshing, early spring breeze. Outside the window, the sun shone brightly.
Used to Allison's blunt, uncouth word choices, neither woman seemed surprised.
“I'm not sure,” Kristina said. “I know I'm not expecting.” She colored.
“Don't look at me,” Becky added. “I have no idea either. You'll have to ask someone who knows… like Mother.”
“I don't want to ask her, not yet. I'll get her hopes up, and then what if it's nothing?”
“Good point,” Becky replied. “Since you and Wesley married, she's talked of nothin
