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May 13, 2017 (16 weeks) "Okay let's place our bets now," my father takes out a scrap price of paper and pen from the junk drawer as I chug down some Sunny D drink. "Bets for what?" Gabe asks coming into the kitchen to rummage through the pantry and fridge. Searching for something to eat while my father sits at the dining room table. "Gender predictions!" My father said writing down everyone's name on the scrap paper with amounts next to the names. "Whoever is right either shares the pot or gets if all." "Count me in, I wouldn't mind some extra change," Cody calls from the couch as my mother waltzes in fully ready for the day. "What is happening?" She turns looking for answers as I put my drink down. Emptying the entire tall glass I breathe out in awe. "They are betting on my baby," I
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