Nathan
The next church service is quiet and back to old times. The old women who were flirting with me before, are quite funny now. They give me, or rather Frank witty winks because they are the select few who know who I am.
The following day Amari and I head to the hospital for the appointment we have with the gynaecologist and find the consulting rooms packed with our friends.
“Seriously?” Amari asks, giving me an unimpressed look.
“I only told Mrs Gail, I swear.”
“You might as well call the journalists for a media briefing,” she says and rolls her eyes.
“I only told Malcom, Sister Grace and Sister Harvey,” Mrs Gail tries to defend herself. “Why am I even explaining myself? We also want to see the baby,” she adds while I laugh. I really do love my family of crazy old men and w
