Xavier (Grease) POV
I woke up wet and thought that Cora had wet the bed; no way did I think it was the baby coming. It's not due for another week or so.
But I was so wrong. Gone from feeling sorry for her, thinking the baby had kicked her bladder so hard she wet the bed and that's what I thought had just happened - to the main reason Cora had complained at all during the last month, and that Cora had been having false labour for two weeks now. In my blind panic, I tried to listen as Cora climbed off the bed, changed her underwear, and pulled on a shirt and track pants, so calm it was sickening. At the same time, I was dithering.
It took a lot to ruffle Cora, and I liked to think it took a lot to ruffle me too, but if you could see me now, you would think I was one of the three stooges.
