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THE SINS OF THE MOTHER
Pregnancy didn’t agree with Mary. She felt nauseous every morning almost from day one. As the weeks progressed into months, she could be extremely difficult to be around. Jake was giving her a wide berth whilst trying to appear as though he wasn’t. It didn’t improve her mood.
When she was halfway into the pregnancy, her ankles were swollen so badly that simply negotiating around her room was irksome. Yet she and Liza adhered to visiting each other in turn, and it was her turn. She would have to make the effort.
Eight weeks had passed since she had last been over there. She was seven months gone and was going crazy cooped up alone in this stuffy room. It was time, she thought, to drag herself out to visit Liza.
The smell of baby milk followed them up the stair
