Chapter 12
Baby Shower
Megan arrived at her neighbour’s baby shower with a plate of her best homemade almond friands. Gretel answered the door and hugged Megan’s slim frame against her bulging belly.
“How sweet of you to come. The girls are in the other room. We’re playing a baby shower game. You have to guess how big my girth is.”
Megan felt an urge to touch Gretel’s enormous tummy.
“May I?” she said tentatively.
“Be my guest. It seems my stomach’s public property now,” Gretel laughed.
Megan put her hand on the protruding navel and soaked in the warmth. A little kick made her pull away as if she’d touched a flame.
Gretel laughed again. “It’s a boy. We reckon he’s gonna play footy like his dad.”
“Maybe he’ll be a drag queen and do the can-can in La Cage aux Folles,” Megan laughed
