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Nova
When my two week vacation was over, I knew I had to go back to the island to talk to Camilla about the pregnancy. She’d eyed me suspiciously. “And you’re sure it’s not Astor’s baby, Nova?”
“No. I was pregnant before I even came here; I just didn’t realize it. It’s a guy from back home in Miami. I’ve already told him. He’s thrilled, and I’d like to have the baby in Miami. That means I’ll need some extra time off, but I want to come back in the summer if that’s okay. And would it be okay for the baby to go to the island daycare?”
“And what about the father?” Camilla asked. “We don’t take on spouses here.”
“No, we’re not getting married. And he’s got his own life to live anyway. I’ll take the baby to see him when I have time off. He’s cool with that.” I couldn’t believe how easil
