pregnancy.
Nick stood by the bedroom door.
He didn’t offer to help.
Elaine opened the third bag.
Inside were nursing tops, fresh pajamas, and a tiny cream-colored baby outfit decorated with an embroidered elephant.
I unfolded it.
“For Nora?”
Elaine smiled.
“If you like it.”
I laughed through my tears.
“I love it.”
Then I noticed an envelope beneath the baby clothes.
My name was written across the front.
Inside were $310 and a handwritten note from Tara.
Anna, this is the money I received from selling your things. I’m
