Sandy
Sasha had a very important meeting, or else he would be home right now. I am thankful for my husband's love and how attentive he’s been, but God, I am ecstatic to be alone right now. Well, as alone as I can be. My house is surrounded by men. There are big dogs out there, too, who I spoil, and Sasha hates that I do, because, as he tells me, “They are guard dogs, not pets, Solynshko.” In his Russian accent. I swear he tries to make it more menacing when he’s scolding me. I just roll my eyes.
Craving an egg sandwich with jelly, I pulled out my phone and texted Maurice. I hear a shout and smile. He hates my pregnancy cravings. I can hear him banging a pan on the stove right now. I can’t help but laugh.
This whole pregnancy, I’ve craved sweet and salty. I even made myself gag, but God,
