“He’s growing a womb.” I hesitate. “We don’t know that.” “I’m pretty sure we do.” Mike wrinkles his nose. “I don’t want to grow a womb, Cam.” “You’re not going to grow a womb,” I tell him, but he gives me a stubborn look. “You don’t know that! I always catch whatever’s going around, I’m very susceptible to things. So if ‘wombs’ are going around I’m probably going to catch one!”
