Gigi
I’m lonely.
Haddy
I’m right across the street!
Gigi
It’s not the same.
Haddy
We have dinner together almost every night.
Gigi
Almost is a long time. It’s so echoey upstairs all alone. Come see me
Haddy
I’m lying on my couch with a bowl of tater tots on my stomach and Patsy on my head.
Gigi
Why is sheon your head???
Haddy
She’s on the back of the couch, which puts her on top of my head.
Gigi
Walking is good for you, isn’t it? It’s how mom went into labor with me.
Haddy
You came out for a dog… which explains a lot!!!
Gigi
Haddy
Fine.
Heaving myself off the couch, I scoop Patsy under my arm and carry my bowl with me out into the twilight.
I’m in the last weeks of pregnancy, and I literally waddle like a duck when I walk now. I’m not overdue like Aunt Liv was, but I wouldn’t complain if Lucy decided to come out now.
“You are too cute barefoot and pregnant.” Gigi meets me at the door, taking Patsy from my hands.
“You could’ve walked over to see me.” I grumble, eating another tot as I plop onto the couch and put my feet on the coffee table.
“I don’t know.” Gigi scoots in beside me. “It’s sort of your little love nest. I don’t think Gav would want me there when he gets home tonight.”
“He’ll be glad to be home. Mav’s the one who’s going to be sulky.”
The two of us watched the championship game together last night on television, and sadly, the Champions lost.