“He? You’re having a—” “I don’t know. I don’t want to know.” She shrugged. “Brody wants to know, but I want to wait and find out when the baby pops into the world. Maybe it’s silly. It just seems more romantic to me.” “It’s not silly. But isn’t it killing you not knowing?” “Kind of. It’s killing Brody more, though. He’s managed to cope by deciding we’re having a boy.” “Why a boy?” “Because if we have a girl,” Brody said, strolling out onto the patio, “she’ll look like you.” He pulled Jessa into his arms. “And every little shit in the neighborhood is gonna start following her home when she’s
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