**Nine Months Later**

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you are pregnant."

"Why?", Caro shrieked.

"You're getting fat in all the right places, your skin is much brighter... and you're getting taller too."

"Oh come on, Trisha. Just say you're jealous."

"True that. If I could have a backside like yours..."

"Ah!"

"What?"

"There are children in this house!"

"Don't children have backsides? Or should I could it rump, bum, buttocks..."

Caro covered her ears with her palms.

"You're acting like you're one of the children."

"I'm a Christian."

"Really? Last time I checked, there was a lot of fucking in the Bible."

"Oh God, Trisha," Caro moaned...