“He just did something easy and I’m the one who was pregnant with you for nine months, then gave birth to you.” “Something easy?” Adrian drawls. “Shut up,” I whisper-hiss. Jeremy stares between us, eyes widening like whenever he figures out something. “If it’s easy, do it again and give me a baby sister.” “It’s not that easy,” I blurt. “But you just said it is, Mommy. Can’t you do it again? I want a baby sister.” He pulls on Adrian’s coat. “Papa, please?”
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