Money

Meg stared at Kelly as if she had just revealed she was actually a giant talking tomato with legs. “You’re what?” she asked, shock and a bit of outrage in her tone.

“I wanted to tell you…” Kelly stammered. “It just never seemed like a good time.”

Shaking her head, as if she were trying to clear away the obstacles, Meg said, “Well, have the baby in America. How far along are you? It’s not as if passage takes months anymore.”

“It’s not that,” Kelly sighed, shrugging her shoulders. “It’s just that I’ve promised my mother we’d stay here until the baby is born. She wants to see the child, and I owe that to her. Who knows when we might see my mother again.”

“Why can’t she come with us?” Meg asked, still trying to solve the problem.

“Oh, no. My mother would never come to America. My brother and his family are here. As