Debbie poured Klara a warm cup of lemon tea and sat down with her on the sofa. "Aahh thank you so much," Klara cradled the cup gratefully, "you don't have to wait on me you know." "Shut up!" Debbie replied, "make the most of someone making a fuss over you." "Fair enough," Klara rubbed her growing belly, "I never thought I'd be going through pregnancy without Tony." "Have you seen him lately?" Debbie asked. "Nope," Klara told her, "he called the other day, asked how the baby was, I said 'fine', he said 'fine' and hung up. He called again yesterday but I ignored the call. What's the point? I've accepted the fact that I may be doing this alone, I kinda made peace with it." Klara smiled. Debbie looked at her cousin. She seemed content. She was proud of her. "Not alone," she touched

