"MARC!" She paced as he scurried through door way.
"Yes Willie?"
"Who went into my fridge?...Betty? I bet she likes her Rocky Road too!"
She threw herself onto her couch as her eyes teared up.
"Willie it's okay I can run to the store for you. I even bet Daniel has some stored away for emergencies like this."
She wipes her eyes and sits up quickly. He takes a seat across from her and sees the urgency in her eyes.
"It's not that I just forgot how miserable I get when I'm pregnant...Everything hurts...HELL my nails hurt. Not to mention the intense craving and the fact that .. I'm ..." She gets up and closes the door. "A size...5!"
