Max took the kids home so I could stop by Abbie’s apartment in town. She still wasn’t answering her phone. Ma sent several plates of food along with me, despite my arguments that Abbie wouldn’t be eating. When I pulled up, her car was there, parked along the street. She lived above a shop in down...
Since I was starting my ninth month, I was now going each Friday morning to be poked and prodded in personal places. The paper gown felt rough on my skin as I pulled myself up on the examining table. I determinedly avoided looking at my ankles. I was glad I couldn’t see my rear end.I wanted to di...