She attributed it to a very late night and all the champagne she had consumed. By noon, she felt better. By evening, she had forgotten all about it, so she was surprised to find herself ill again the following morning, as well, and every morning for the next two weeks. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me,” she groaned as she rinsed her mouth with warm water. Lilia and Leyla smiled at each other as they changed the soiled linen on her bed. “You don’t suppose I’m coming down with something, do you?” Kristine asked. Leyla’s smile widened as she placed her hand over Kristine’s belly, then pretended she was cradling a baby in her arms. Kristine stared at the woman a moment, and then her mouth dropped open. “A baby? You think I’m with child?” Leyla and Lilia looked at each other and nodded. Cocking her head to one side, Leyla pressed lightly on Kristine’s breast. Kristine frowned. Her breasts had been tender for the last few days. Lilia and Leyla looked at each other and smiled.
