Chapter 4
Sarah“No...No, Kate!” Sarah said, pointing a finger at her. “Bite your superstitious tongue!” She could not be pregnant. “I cannot be pregnant!” Sarah’s eyes widened at the realization of the insane possibility. “Oh, my gosh, Kate,”—she clutched Kate’s arm—“what if I’m pregnant?”
“Well—do you know when you had your period last?” Kate asked.
Sarah took a slice of bread and slowly spread some egg salad on it. She was having half a sandwich. Just half. “I—uhm...” When did she last have her period?
“Okay, well, it looks like you’re pregnant. That settles it. I call it—you, my friend, are pregnant,” Kate said. “That’s why you’re eating like a starved woman.”
Sarah folded the bread over itself and bit into it. “I’m not eating like a madwoman.”
“I said a starved woman. And besides
