3. Four Months
Word Count: 111
"Hey, Nana?" I whispered to myself as I leaned against the pale yellow wall of my apartment; mine and Takumi's. "I wish you were here."
I turned to see the clock read 2:15 AM. Takumi was supposed to be home all this week, but he's been gone since six. I had prepared us a pot roast with potatoes and carrots, but his plate was left cold on our dining room table.
"I need you, Nana." I looked down to my stomach and felt the round curve that had grown even bigger in just last day, "Takumi's not around and I need someone to help me through this. Please, Nana, come home."
