Humpty Dumpty
Chapter 13
1 month later, Karen is now 6 months pregnant
"Grace are you coming?" I yelled heading for the front door of the apartment.
"Yeah, I'm coming, I'm coming! What do we need to get again?" she replied running out from her bedroom pulling her shoes on as she went.
"Everything, clothes, a crib, a pram, a high chair, a change table!" I told her. This was the first time I was going shopping to buy stuff for my little girl and to say the least I was a little excited, before now I had been to busy worrying about Stan or the amnio results to even think about shopping but now, all I wanted to do was shop till I dropped.
Grace and I went downstairs and hailed a cab, I swear to God it it's so much easier to get a cab when your pregnant, because the first cab we saw pulled over.
"Where are you going?" the driver said as Grace and I climbed in.
"Bloomingdales please." Grace replied.
"Hey Kare, have you thought about what your gonna call the baby?" Grace asked me as we drove along.
"I don't know about a first name but I know what her middle name is going to be." I smiled at Grace.
"Well, what is her middle name?" Grace questioned impatiently.
"Grace, after you." I replied.
"Oh my God, really, why?" Grace squealed.
"Because without you I wouldn't have gotten through the last few months." I replied hugging her.
"Thank you." Grace replied simply.
The cab stopped outsied of Blooingdales and I paid the driver.
Grace and I went inside and headed straight for the baby furniture department, the first thing I laideyes on was the perfect set consisting of a crib, change table, toybox and dresser, it was painted pale pink and had tiny silver fairies as a border, very girly and just perfect for my baby, then we went to the look a prams and high chairs I found a georgous pink plaid matching she which also came with manchester for the crib in the same pattern.
Then we headed to the clothes section, I picked out about 40 outfits in all different sizes, enough to last her for her first year, 10 pairs of shoes, hair bands, everything, when Grace and I took it to be paid for it cost over $6,000.
I whipped out my Visa Platnium and gave it to the sales assistant, who swiped it and said, "Sorry Mrs. Walker, you card's being refused by our system."
"Stanley Walker, you fucking bastard." I whispered.
Chapter 13
1 month later, Karen is now 6 months pregnant
"Grace are you coming?" I yelled heading for the front door of the apartment.
"Yeah, I'm coming, I'm coming! What do we need to get again?" she replied running out from her bedroom pulling her shoes on as she went.
"Everything, clothes, a crib, a pram, a high chair, a change table!" I told her. This was the first time I was going shopping to buy stuff for my little girl and to say the least I was a little excited, before now I had been to busy worrying about Stan or the amnio results to even think about shopping but now, all I wanted to do was shop till I dropped.
Grace and I went downstairs and hailed a cab, I swear to God it it's so much easier to get a cab when your pregnant, because the first cab we saw pulled over.
"Where are you going?" the driver said as Grace and I climbed in.
"Bloomingdales please." Grace replied.
"Hey Kare, have you thought about what your gonna call the baby?" Grace asked me as we drove along.
"I don't know about a first name but I know what her middle name is going to be." I smiled at Grace.
"Well, what is her middle name?" Grace questioned impatiently.
"Grace, after you." I replied.
"Oh my God, really, why?" Grace squealed.
"Because without you I wouldn't have gotten through the last few months." I replied hugging her.
"Thank you." Grace replied simply.
The cab stopped outsied of Blooingdales and I paid the driver.
Grace and I went inside and headed straight for the baby furniture department, the first thing I laideyes on was the perfect set consisting of a crib, change table, toybox and dresser, it was painted pale pink and had tiny silver fairies as a border, very girly and just perfect for my baby, then we went to the look a prams and high chairs I found a georgous pink plaid matching she which also came with manchester for the crib in the same pattern.
Then we headed to the clothes section, I picked out about 40 outfits in all different sizes, enough to last her for her first year, 10 pairs of shoes, hair bands, everything, when Grace and I took it to be paid for it cost over $6,000.
I whipped out my Visa Platnium and gave it to the sales assistant, who swiped it and said, "Sorry Mrs. Walker, you card's being refused by our system."
"Stanley Walker, you fucking bastard." I whispered.