Chapter 62
SIXTY-TWO
Harriet: I hope therapy goes well today. We’ll be waiting for you at home.
Warren: Home. I like the sound of that.
Harriet: Good, because we’re keeping you.
Harriet: Do you know what I like the sound of…
Warren: Which flavor?
Harriet: Fruity Pebbles, please!
Warren: *picture holding a cantaloupe*
Warren: Kid’s getting big!
Harriet: Warren, please. I have to push them out of my vagina.
Harriet: Also, I’ve given up on wearing socks.
Warren: I’ll be there in ten minutes to help you.
Harriet: Thank you :(
Warren: Call me when you’re done.
Harriet: I’m going to pee my pants. Mostly from nerves, but your child is going to town on my bladder. I’m worried I’ll say something stupid, though peeing myself is also a strong possibility.
Warren: You’ve got this, sweetheart. Like Steven said, you don’t need to say anything unless you want to.
Harriet: We’ve both got big days ahead. Good luck speaking with Marcus. I know he’ll support you.
Harriet: I love you.
Warren: I love you too. When you get home, your favorite record will be playing, and there’ll be a bubble bath with your name on it.
Harriet: You’re the best.