Chapter Thirty
Jasmine
A napkin flew past my head, bouncing off my shoulder and landing in Maisie’s lap beside me. Maisie simply laughed and tossed the napkin back at Lucy. Lucy was venting her various complaints about being pregnant, most particularly what she considered ‘limitations.’
Maisie, who’d had two babies already, was simply rolling her eyes. Case in point, her reply.
“My God, you’re just ridiculous. You don’t have any limitations on your activity, and you’d think it was the end of the world. You’re barely through your first trimester. The only reason you’re showing is because you’re so tiny. I’m a little chunkier,” she said, slapping her hand on her thigh. “And two pregnancies didn’t help matters, so don’t even b***h to me.”
Amelia added another eye roll to the chorus of th
