1 month later...
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Ivy has a kid, one who has been terrorizing the whole pack. It seems he can't stay in one place at a time. He is constantly running, and Ivy is right behind him. Esmeralda and I find this funny, but I can't help but feel my heart ache when I look at the kid. I want one of my own, but Esme keeps telling me to wait.
And then there’s Silvia. She’s been smelling funny lately. Not funny ha-ha—funny like how Ivy smelled before announcing her pregnancy. I’m pretty sure she’s pregnant, too, but since she hasn’t said anything, I’m not going to be the one to ask. You don’t just go, “Hey, are you pregnant, or did you eat too many tacos?” That’s a death wish.
Anyway, Andrew called me today, and I have no idea why.
Esmeralda and I moved to the Gamma floor l
