When I’m finally able to calm down, I take a drink and wipe away the tears rolling down my cheeks.
“I can’t believe you delivered my baby. You just wandered in out of nowhere and pulled a baby out of me. You, of all people, in all places, at all times. YOU.”
“It wasn’t high on my bucket list, in case you were wondering.”
I shake my head again. “Jesus, what a weird f*****g day.”
The elderly woman who smiled at Lukas as we passed earlier snaps her attention over to me, her top lip pulled back in disgust. I don’t think she approves of my colorful word choice. She may be old, but her hearing is apparently pristine.
“You know, I don’t think that woman approves of my mothering skills. I should probably rein in the cursing.”
Dima shrugs. “My father did far worse than curse in front of me. I
