Entry Thirteen
I sat down on my bed inside the yurt I share with Bob, my body and mind unsteady. I'm about to call Amy.. I can't let her see how sick I am, I can't let her worry. It's not good for her and the baby. I hate lying to her, I do, but I can't let her see how sick I am. I just can't. I'll be fine.
Set before Amy and Ty's Skype/Facetime call in 10x15.
