Chapter 38 - Alyson

“Can you tell?” I smooth my shirt over my stomach and turn to the side.

“No.” Marissa shakes her head. “I know you and you’ve always been a skinny bitch, so I guess

I’m able to pick up on that slight bump you claim is the baby, but to anyone else, you look like you ate a big meal.”

“It’s weird,” I say, wrinkling my nose, and grab my shoes. I take off my heels and put on my running shoes, not caring how silly it looks with my dress pants and blouse. It’s Friday, and we’re leaving work for the week. “I’m almost looking forward to showing.”

“Just don’t turn into Bethany.”

I widen my eyes and shake my head, showing my horror. “If I do, slap me.” Bethany works with us and had her first baby last year. She made sure everyone knew everything about the pregnancy and complained nonstop about her symptoms. Though I can emphasize now, and after throwing up three times yesterday, I broke down and took an anti-nausea pill this morning.

I still feel