Chapter 44

I look at Glenda.

“Children? How did that happen?”

As simplistic as the question is, I only do it because I remember Glenda twisting her nose every time we talked about our loving future. Fifteen years ago, she was the only one who was not allowed to fall into the charms of the popular boys of high school, and stated categorically that she would never have children. I was absolutely convinced that he had inherited the worst defects from his parents and did not want to spread them with more children in the world.

She gestures with her shoulders, and her speckled hair, at waist height, ripple with the movement.

"We drunk too much, the condom burst, the milk came in, and the babies came out, "severe in a hiss.

Laughing, I position myself in front of the panel in gold and black tones that cover one of the walls. Jessica prepares the camera, Penelope, Samantha and Francine run to be part of the photograph, and Glenda squeezes her thin arm around my waist.

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