CHAPTER FIVETalia
Talia looked around the table and wondered if she had done anything to give away her news. She had eaten her dinner in tiny bites, hoping to avoid any morning sickness from creeping up on her. Had anyone realized that she’d avoided the garlic bread like a plague? Garlic was her new nemesis. It was right up there with onions and eggs.
Taking a sip of water, she wondered if maybe the fact that she’d turned down wine with dinner had been a big red flag.
Trina refilled everyone’s glasses with wine, while Sam served seconds of his lasagna. “I’m so glad you all could come over for dinner tonight,” she said.
“And I’m glad our children went to bed on time without any fuss,” Sam added with a grin. “I love those munchkins, but, Ty, could you really dance to another song with Wi
