Honor
My phone went off at 3 a.m. Greg groaned beside me and curled himself around me, bringing me closer.
“Who is that?” he mumbled.
“Idk, but I need to get it if it’s Tanya. With Montez in Louisiana, I’m on baby duty.”
“She’s not due for another month.”
“I know. But it can be any time.”
I picked up my phone, saw that it was Gigi, and answered. She was crying.
“Hey, baby girl, what’s the matter?” I asked.
“Auntie Honor, I’m scared. Mommy is moaning. She told me to call you. Shawn is rubbing mommy’s tummy. She said she needs you.”
“Okay, baby, Uncle Greg and I will be right there. Does she think she’s in labor?”
“Mommy, are you in labor?”
“I think so,” I heard her pant.
“Okay, Gigi, Uncle Greg is going to call 911. It’ll be scary, but you have to open the door for them if I’m n
