4 months later…
“Wow, Lacey, hungry?” Sue snickered above the small half wall that separated our cubes.
I looked up but continued to chomp away on my pretzels, giving a small shrug to my coworker. “Seems to be an hourly thing lately.”
She chuckled. “I remember those days.”
It was true. In the last few weeks my hunger had kicked in to overdrive. I’d gained five pounds in the last two weeks alone. The second trimester seemed to be making up for the lack of food I was able to consume during the first. If it didn’t slow down, I was going to end up a whale by the time the baby arrived.
The thought stopped me, the pretzels suddenly very unappealing. I tossed the bag onto my desk in disgust and frustration.
Six didn’t know.
I had no way to contact him and hadn’t seen or heard from him sinc
