The girls had sat around the patio and read and talked. Eventually Becky had to go brush her teeth. Patty took that moment to change to her other outfit, shutting and locking the trunk. She stands and stares at what she has to wear. It shows her body that she would never show; yet, this was a pocket with weapons.
As she scowled at her clothing, the sky brightened and she knew the time had come. Patty was not anxious, she tried to ignore this to help her daughter get through this. Walking into the kitchen, she had to get her little boy. The nurse that was going to watch him was on her way in. They had called her about half an hour ago.
Becky walked up just as mom saw her little boy with sparkling eyes. ‘Hey little one, did you see your daddy in your baby dreams? Did you tell daddy we love him?’
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