It's early afternoon when they get home, but Anna remembers she's got the graveyard shift, and crashes for a quick nap.
All alone, Elsa sits next to the landline, reciting a number in her head. She hasn't actually had a chance to tell anyone of her pregnancy, and... well, she's out of the first trimester. The dangers of miscarriage are slim.
Taking a breath, she picks the phone from the cradle and dials. The line rings for several seconds before a voice on the other end answers.
Elsa takes a breath.
"...Hei, Mamma. Hvordan er du?"