Chapter 31
THIRTY-ONE
Harriet: You won’t believe it.
Warren: What? Is everything okay?
Harriet: Sorry, everything is fine with the baby.
Harriet: I’ve been invited to meet with two publishers in the city. On Friday!
Warren: Holy shit, that’s amazing. How are you feeling?
Harriet: In denial. Excited. Nauseous.
Warren: All normal reactions. You’ll nail it.
Warren: *selfie with a carrot*
Warren: Almost the size of my head.
Harriet: Wait until it’s as big as a watermelon.
Harriet: You’re handsome when you smile.
Harriet: Sorry, that was weird.
Warren: You give me something to smile about.
*delete*
Warren: Thank you.
Warren: I can come by tomorrow and put up those shelves if you’re free?
Harriet: Tomorrow is perfect. Do you want to stay for dinner?
Warren: Nah, I’ve got meals at home.
Harriet: You have to let me cook for you eventually. I’ve been practicing.
Harriet: Or maybe I could come to you?
Warren: I’d love that, but I’m renovating my kitchen. It’s a construction zone, and I don’t want you around all the dust and noise.
Harriet: Oh, of course. You’ll have to invite me around once it’s done.
Warren: Sure.