OLIVIA
It's been a week since I came here and my coping process is almost done. I've made friends and learned new things.
The doorbell rings and I get off the recliner, putting the book in my hand on the nightstand as I walk to the door to open it.
"Nadia, hey," I say.
"Hey, Olivia," she says, "I'm bored so I thought I could come here and talk to you...if you're not busy, of course."
I smile, "I'd love some company, you may come in."
Nadia came to the maternity Corner three days ago. Like me, she's just a few weeks pregnant and maybe that's why she's more comfortable with hanging around me than other women.
"What are you reading?" She says, picking up the book I put on the nightstand.
"It's..."
"A book about parenting?" she cuts me off and I nod.
"Yes."
"You said it's going to
