Confession (Under Mr.. Nolan's Bed) by Selena Kitt

Author:Selena Kitt [Kitt, Selena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Excessica Publishing
Published: 2013-04-08T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Leah and Marty were secretly knitting going home outfits for their own babies. The two girls had decided to keep their babies—although they weren’t advertising the fact. Marty was making baby booties, a diaper cover, a little jacket and a bonnet, all pink and white. She was sure she was having a little girl. Leah was the opposite, using the same pattern, but she was knitting an outfit for her little man in blue. Her belly just kept growing. Just when she thought she couldn’t get any bigger, she looked in the mirror and discovered she had swallowed a watermelon. On top of a basketball.

They had to hide their endeavors, because while they were allowed to knit going home outfits for the babies, they weren’t allowed to give anything to the adoptive parents. It was part of the process. The nuns might have allowed it, but the ghoul insisted that, psychologically, it would be detrimental to both the adoptive parents and the unwed mother. And if the nuns and the ghoul had any idea the girls intended for their babies to wear these outfits home with their actual mothers, they’d never hear the end of it.

The two of them were sitting in the front room, knitting needles clacking, each of them with a baby blanket on top of their project, a clever ruse in case the nuns came in. They were hiding their babies’ going home outfits underneath, and could switch to the half knitted blanket in an instant. This way, they could work without anyone knowing what they were doing.

Jean sat at their feet sorting through the button box. There were hundreds of buttons in the tin, and she liked sorting them. She would do this for hours, sorting them by size or color or shape. The nuns didn’t care, especially since it kept her busy. It had been a week since Lizzie had gone into labor. Jean had been despondent, not talking to anyone, her usual bright smile gone. She didn’t even smile anymore when Frannie let loose with her string of Spanish obscenities, as she was wont to do, especially when it was her turn on her hands and knees washing the floors. Thank goodness none of the nuns spoke Spanish.

“She’s here! She’s here!” Frannie waddled into the sitting room, grinning down at Jean, who didn’t look up from her button sorting. Leah knew instantly. It must be Lizzie.

“Jeanie!” Frannie leaned down, shaking the older woman’s shoulder to get her attention. As extrasensory as her perception seem to be sometimes, she could shut the world out just as easily. “It’s Lizzie. She’s back.”

Jean lifted her head, brow knitted, with that wheels-turning look on her face she got whenever she was concentrating hard. Slowly, it dawned, and the Jean they knew and loved was suddenly back.

“Lizzie!” Jean sprang to her feet—as well as any pregnant woman could spring—and dashed toward the hallway.

She was met at the sitting room door by a diminutive figure. Lizzie smiled as Jean wrapped her arms around the little blonde, hugging her tightly, lifting her right off her feet.

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