Chapter 17Hold up, cuz!” Edgar Fulton called to Wesley as he passed the post office on his way to the end-of September deacons' meeting. I love being able to attend these meetings without hearing fussing about it when I get home. Allison approves, which makes a task I enjoy even more enjoyable. Besides, being at the house isn't as fun as it used to be.
The thought brought with it a sliver of guilt. Don't be unkind, man. It's not Allie's fault she's in a bad mood. She's so huge I don't know how she stands up anymore. The thought of why his wife was so swollen set his insides squirming uncomfortably. As did the thought of her crabby, whiny demeanor, which only seemed to worsen with every passing week.
If you're honest, you'll admit that even her worst is nowhere near as bad as what you onc
