Mollie laughed. “Kerry. Who else?”
“Hello, hello!” Kerry said as she walked in. “Where is the expecting couple?”
“Back here! I’ve been tied to the couch!”
“Don’t say that!” Mollie hissed. “Do you want me to get in trouble?”
“Maybe.”
She narrowed her eyes at me. “You’re not as nice as everyone says you are.”
“She’s not,” Dean added as Kerry came around the corner.
“Hi!” Kerry said. She had a massive present in her hands. “Oh, you look beautiful. Pregnancy suits you.”
“I’ll take the present,” Mollie said.
“Thank you, but no peeking.”
“I am absolutely peeking,” she said. “I’m making sure you all brought things from the registry.”
“Oh, come on.” Kerry laughed. “Do you really expect me to break the rules?” Everyone was silent. “Well, I didn’t! Look inside, it’s not a diaper cake.”
“Is a diaper cake a problem?” I asked.
“Oh, yes it is.” Mollie shook her head. “They’re cute in thebeginning, but a nightmare later. Do you know what it’s like to have a poop explosion in process and have to unpin a diaper?”
“But they’re cute,” Kerry whined. “Do you know how much it killed me to be basic and pick something from the registry?”
“Don’t play with me, Kerry.”
The older woman huffed and crossed her arms. I’d never seen someone stand up to the town gossip like Mollie did.
Well, until Dean.
It was good to know Kerry could be tamed.
“So,” Kerry said as Mollie took the present, “am I still banned from talking about this beautiful baby with Grace?”
“You’re clear,” Dean said with a laugh. “It was just while the town adjusted.”
Her shoulders slumped in relief. “Oh, thank God. So, how are you feeling? Is your crotch on fire yet?”
“S-sometimes,” I admitted. Of all the questions to ask, why was it that one? “But it’s not too bad.”
“I felt like I couldn’t walk with Tommy. But then again, he came out with a massive head.”
I didn’t spend a lot of time thinking about her son Tommy’s head. But as the younger version of him crossed my mind, I realized his headwasquite large.
“Did he hurt coming out?”
Kerry opened her mouth and then paused. “No, I don’t think he did.” I had a feeling she was lying to me. “Oh, by the way, Dean, do you install recessed lights? I might have some jobs for you.”
“Nice subject change,” I said with a laugh.
“No need to dwell on what must happen. You’ll just freak yourself out.”
Dean asked about what she wanted in her house while others arrived. Many congratulated us and brought presents that Mollie continued to audit.