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“Totally kidding ,” he  says, although  I can’t tel l if he  rea lly is.

                    “But  when  do  they   start  ea ting  baby  food?”  I  ask.  I  fig ure  I  need   to
                lea rn  thi s stuff bef ore  giving  birth.
                    “Around   four  mont hs ,”  Allysa  says  with  a  yawn.   She  drops  her  fork
                and  lea ns  back in  her  cha ir, rubbing  her  ey es .
                    “You want  me  to keep  her  at my place  toni ght  so you guys can  get  a
                full ni ght  of sleep ?”

                    Allysa   says,   “No,   it’s   fine, ”   at   the   same   time   Marsha ll   says,   “Tha t
                would be  awes ome. ”
                    I  laugh.   “Rea lly.  I  live  right   downs tairs.  I  don’t  work  tomorro w  so  if
                I don’t get  any  sleep  toni ght  I can  just sleep  in  tomorro w.”
                    Allysa   looks   like   she’s   cont em plating     it   for   a   moment .   “I   could
                lea ve  my cel l pho ne  on  in  case you need  me. ”
                    I  look  back  down  at  R ylee  and   grin.   “Did  you  hea r  tha t?  You  get   to

                ha ve  a sleep over  with  Aunt  Lily!”


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                Wi th  ev er ythi ng   Allysa  is  thro wing   in  her  diaper  bag,  it  looks  like  I’m
                about  to  take  R ylee  on  a  trip  across  the  count ry.  “She’l l  let   you  kno w
                when  she’s  hu ng ry.  Don’t  use  the  microwave  to  hea t  the  milk,  just  put
                it in  . . .”
                    “I   kno w,”   I   int erru pt.   “I’ve   made   her   like   fif ty   bottles    sinc e   she’s

                been  alive. ”
                    Allysa  nods  and     then   walks  over    to  her   bed .  She   drops  the   diaper
                bag down  bes ide  me.  Marsha ll is in  the  living  room feed ing  R ylee  one
                last  time,   so  Allysa  lies   down  bes ide  me  on  the  bed   whi le  we  wait.  She
                props her  hea d up on  her  ha nd .
                    “Do you kno w wha t thi s mea ns ?” she  asks.
                    “No. Wha t?”
                    “I get  to ha ve  sex  toni ght . It’s been  four mont hs .”

                    I crink le  up my no se.  “I didn’t need  to kno w tha t.”
                    She  laughs   and    falls  down  on  her     pillow,  but  then    sits  straight   up.
                “Shi t,”   she   says.   “I   sho uld   probably   sha ve   my   leg s.   I   thi nk    it’s   been
                four mont hs  sinc e  I did tha t, too.”
                    I  laugh,   but  then   I  gasp.  My  ha nd s  move      quickly  to  my  stomach.

                “Oh  my God! I just fel t somet hing !”
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