Disclaimer: I don't own I Love Lucy
Summery: Ethel is pregnant. A secret tragedy that happens between Lucy and Ricky 3 years before Little Ricky was born comes out to Fred and Ethel.
"Hey Lucy," Ethel said.
"Hey," Lucy said, "Come on in!"
"Guess what," Ethel exclaimed, "I'm pregnant!"
"Are you kidding! Ethel that's great!"
"Fred doesn't know yet," Ethel said, "I'm going to tell him when he comes home."
Little Ricky walked in the kitchen.
"Mommy," he said, "Can I have my chocolate milk please?"
Lucy nodded.
"You can have a small glass," she told him.
She gave him a small glass of chocolate milk.
"Thanks mommy," Little Ricky said skipping out of the room.
"Do you have any ideas for names?" Lucy asked Ethel.
"I just found out I'm pregnant," Ethel said laughing.
"What do you want," Lucy asked.
"I don't care," Ethel said.
((A few days pass))
Ethel came in.
"Hey Ethel," Lucy said.
"Can I borrow some apples," she asked, "Having a craving?"
Lucy sighed.
"Sure," she said, "Green red or yellow?"
"Lucy what's wrong," Ethel asked.
Lucy looked absolutely dejected.
"Nothing," Lucy said, "Just having a bad day is all."
"Lucy you've had bad days before," Ethel said, "But I never saw you looking like this before."
Lucy shook her head.
"It's nothing," she said, "Red yellow or green."
"Red," Ethel said.
Lucy gave her four red apples.
"Thanks," Ethel said.
"Sure," Lucy mumbled.
Ricky came home.
"Ricky," Ethel said, "Lucy seems really sad."
Ricky sighed.
" Es esa época del año otra vez , " he said.
"Huh?"
"Six years before Little Ricky was born we had another child, Cynthia. She passed away in her crib when she was only sixteen months old. It happened 9 years ago yesterday."
"You seem alright," Ethel said.
"Lucy and I grieve in different ways," Ricky replied, "I have a scrapbook of her."
"Ricky never cries," Lucy said.
"I cry in privit"
"Privit?"
"He means private," Lucy said.
Fred came in.
"Honey," he said, "Did you want apple pie?"