*Dahlia*
I had hoped to miraculously wake up realising the nausea was gone, but unfortunately it isn't. But I couldn't stand spending another day in bed. So I made Bren help me down on the couch. As I am not eating, I really don't have anything to throw up.
Bren is just outside in the garden when the doorbell rings and I slowly get up, moving to open it. "Just a moment, I don't move so fast here".
"Hello again Mrs James". The elderly man smiles at me. "I have the little bundle here as agreed". He holds up the cutest puppy.
"Please come inside Mr Witter". I move aside, letting him in. I can't wait for Bren to finally get his present.
I close the door behind him. "Can I get you anything to drink ?"
"No thank you. But I think this little girl might like some". He looks at the squ
