My Family Told Me To Call A Cab When Labor Started Then Came Asking To See The Baby

her before I had even done anything.

“Please don’t tell me you’re going into labor tonight.”

I stared at her across the table, the forkful of roast beef halfway to her mouth.

“What a strange thing to say.”

She sighed, the kind of dramatic exhalation that suggested I was being difficult for no reason.

“We finally have everyone together.”

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