Part 3

"Good morning, dear. How was your sleep?"

"It's was fine," I tell Helena as I enter the kitchen, clad in a robe and shrugging off the mental residue of lovemaking. "Did David get something to eat before he left?"

"He did," she assures me. "And I've got some stuff for you as well; the things we talked about yesterday."

Yesterday I told Helena that I may be pregnant soon. I couldn't help myself, with all that's been happening, it wouldn't be a complete surprise. I sit at the counter island as she displays some pregnancy-related goods in front of me.

"I've got the teas, the salve, and I...