Page 38 of Love Resurrected
“It’s for Sadie.”
“What’s the matter with Sadie?”
“They didn’t call you?”
“I don’t know, I just woke up. What’s going on?”
“Sadie is in the hospital—”
“Ohmigod! Is it time? Are we having the baby?”
“No, they are fairly sure she’s got pre-eclampsia.”
“Oh, that doesn’t sound good.”
“It’s not.”
“Why didn’t she call me?”
“She’s in the hospital.”
“How do you know all this?”
“Ethan called me. I’ve got a list of things to get from their house—”
“You’re at their house?”
“Yes. Tenley, focus! I don’t know what some of these things are that I’m supposed to get.”
“Do you need me to come over there?”
“No, I just need you to pay attention.”
“Okay, hang on. I haven’t had coffee yet, let me start some. Give me a sec to splash some water on my face. I’m not a good morning person.”
“Less talking, more splashing.”
“Nice to hear you aren’t any more pleasant first thing in the morning.”
“Tenley!”
“Got it, hang on.”
She returns to the phone a minute later sounding infinitely more awake. “Okay. Hit me.”
“What’s a Lullaby-Belly?”
“It’s a band thing for the baby to listen to music. It wraps around her stomach. I think hers is turquoise and it should be lying flat somewhere near the couch or their bed. It will look kind of like a folded dishtowel when it’s just sitting there.”
“Okay, give me a second.” I take another tour around the house and find it on the kitchen table. And she’s right, it does sort of look like a folded dishtowel until closer inspection. “Got it. What about New Mommy-Skin?”
“I think that’s a stretch mark cream. Definitely on her nightstand.”
I head into the bedroom and find it immediately, thoroughly disgusted with myself that I didn’t see it before.
“Got it. You’re amazing Tenley, thank you.”
“Don’t thank me yet, we’ve got two more things, right?”
