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I should have known my calm and happy state wouldn’t last long. As soon as I walked in to Eck, Meck & Dreck for work on Monday, Annie threw me for a loop by asking, “Honey, would it upset you too much if I sold the shop and moved?”
“What?” I asked, my voice sharper and more shrill than I had intended. “Where are you moving? Far away?” I looked at the woman who had become like a mother to me since my own mom had passed away. Her fiery red curls were poking out in every direction. She had on a long, colorful, bohemian dress and tall, purple boots. She looked wild and beautiful, and I didn’t want her to go anywhere, ever.
“No, no,” she reassured me. I’ll always keep a place close to where you and that little nugget are.” She pointed to my belly as she said the last part. “I just have an
