“Liddy, I think we should take a vacation. Head to the beach. Maybe Paris?”
“Or maybe we could have another baby, instead?”
“Huh…Come on, Miss Mollie. It’s bedtime for you.”
I was mostly serious. What have I done?
“What do you think, Mollie? Would you like to be a big sister one day?”
Too bad for Mollie, I thought. After I was finished in the bathroom I called Kia over. She and I had become close friends over the past few months.
‘So, you’re knock up. Your move.”
“Umm…how did you know that? I’m not even showing yet.”
“I can just tell. It’s gonna be a boy.”
“Whatever, your move.”
Oh my God, what if she is right? What am I gonna do with a son?