Olivier’s phone rang and he took a breath. “It’s maman.” He put the phone on speaker, “hello. You have me and Bobbie, Everly and Riggs.”
Meri’s voice was excited, “were they able to tell if it’s a boy or girl?”
“No, it was a bit soon to tell. They will check back in another four weeks.” Olivier spoke.
Veronique’s voice cut in, “and they are all healthy?”
“They?” Bobbie shrieked as she realized her grandmother-in-law was there. “You knew I would have more than one in here! You could have warned me.”
“So, there is more than one.” She sounded pleased with herself.
“There’s three,” Bobbie’s voice was furious as she ripped the phone from Olivier’s hand. “Three babies. I’m having three, Veronique. What kind of fertility cleansing did you do?”
Meri’s gasp of surprise was nothing compared t
