I had bought her that bracelet as a wedding gift when she remarried, and she had been so fond of it that she wore it all the time, even while sleeping or showering. It was odd that she’d suddenly stopped wearing it.
Just as I was about to ask something, Mom’s phone rang.
She gave me a brief, uneasy glance before slipping into the study, carefully shutting the door behind her.
I quietly approached the study door and pressed my ear against it.
Despite the door being closed, the conversation on the other side was loud enough for me to hear every word.
“Mabel, are you deaf or something? How come you took so long to pick up?”
“Sarah, I was busy and didn’t hear the call…”
“More excuses! Don’t think you can slack off just because you’re pregnant. Luke and I are on our way home, so get dinner ready. If my nephew goes hungry, you’ll be in for it!”
“But Sarah…”
I was stunned. My mom was pregnant!
I couldn’t bring myself to listen to what Mom said next.
Normally, a pregnancy would be a cause for celebration, but I just couldn’t muster any happiness.
At her age, having a baby was risky enough, and it seemed like her second marriage was already fraught with issues.