O’Malley’s words had brewed a new worry for me, and for the dozenth time during my pregnancy I got nervous.
As Lily got ready in the room, I chatted with Hannah in the kitchen. I moved my head to the side to make sure Lily wasn’t coming out before I raised my blouse to show her my belly.
“Look at me, do I look pregnant to you?”
“Myra, I just think you have a little Houdini, it’s perfectly normal. A simple Google search would tell you that.” she scrolled through her phone. “This is like a cryptic pregnancy.”
“Isn’t that like, bad?”
“No, I don’t think so…”
She tugged on the hem of her T-shirt and my eyes were drawn to the texts scrawled across.
‘I watch you while you sleep.’
A gift from Damien, no doubt. These two were kooky.
“You should see a doctor if it’s bothering you so muc
