Phoebe POV
I lied that I couldn't go with them to the games but when I wanted to be alone.
Since I came, I couldn't afford that luxury because it was either my mom was running around me puttering over my pregnancy or she was forcing me to take one strange mix or the other. I thought I would feel better spending the entire mid-morning and afternoon with Grace but it was worst. Her attention was elsewhere. So, after trying more than once to get her attention, I resigned to my fate.
I hated how everyone was acting fine. My siblings were acting like we didn't just lose Papa. I remembered the day I heard that he died, I was having the worst of the morning sickness from my first baby and had gone to the balcony to get fresh air when I heard two maids talking about it.
The next place I wok
