The day was rainy, damp, and a little cold. Deanna was returning from picking up the children from school when she received a message on her phone.
"Hello, Deanna. How are you? We have not talked for days. Come to the apartment for coffee."
It was Laura.
"Laura! I would love to, but Daniel is out of town and I am alone with the children. Why do you not come to the house?"
And Laura went, despite the rain. She arrived pale, with a sad face and difficulty walking. Deanna hurried to receive her.
While the children were each doing their own thing, they sat down with a tea in the kitchen. In truth, Laura's belly had grown quite a bit in a short time.
"I am sorry to take you away from your things, Dean, but I really wanted to talk to someone."
"Not at all, thank you for co
