Ever since I found out that I was pregnant and began to experience morning sickness, I had thought that the process of growing another human being was some sort of cruel and unusual torture. It was utterly unfair! Heavenly punishment, and for what? What had I done to deserve this?
There had been nothing good about being pregnant whatsoever. Until meeting Emma Thompson, that was. Any time I spent with her was simply amazing!
Emma took me to a local soup shack. Before we got there, I could already smell the fragrant scent of herbs and spices from meters away.
I did not expect a place like this to exist on such an unassuming street. Compared to Emma, I was like an ignorant country girl!
It was not lunchtime yet, but there were already plenty of customers inside.
Emma was right about its
