“Okay, but y’all’re gonna give me grandbabies, right?” The concern in Mama’s voice makes me giggle, especially when Mariam puts down her coffee cup and levels me with a stare. “Talia, baby, please don’t tell me we’re not getting grandbabies. I know it’s your body, your choice and all, but... you’d make the most beautiful human beings this world has ever seen.”
