Conversations on a Balcony
97
"I should do it now, right?" Alex said as she looked anxiously at her sister.
Kara was sitting, relaxed and pain free, on the couch on her office balcony, chewing on a chicken sandwich her sister had brought her for lunch. She was about to respond when Alex spoke again.
"I mean, I should, right? I'm not getting any younger."
Blonde brows lifted and Kara took another breath to speak.
"Kelly thinks I should… I mean... we talked about it and she's going to be thirty-four soon and I'm like three months away from thirty-five. Oh God… should we both do it?"
Kara took another bite and chewed slowly.
"Would both of us doing it at the same time be too much? I mean, we have thirty years of book learning between us but neither of us has done it before."
Kara absently pushed her hair back from her eyes and nodded seriously, pursing her lips.
"I don't want us to be one of THOSE couples… you know? Showing up at the college graduation and everyone thinking we're the grandparents instead of the parents."
Kara shook her head just as seriously and with a sympathetic frown.
"Ok… I'm doing it. I'm doing it right now." Alex stood up and then leaned down to kiss her sister's head. "Thanks, Kara. You really helped."
Then she turned and left, pulling her phone out of her pocket to call her wife. "Kelly, fuck it. Let's do it. Call the fertility clinic and order the turkey baster."
Kara grinned widely and murmured to herself as she rubbed her hand over her bump. "You're welcome."