17. Phone Conversation
"Are you insane? Did God tell you to do this or something?" Grace asked Joan. Joan sat down on the couch and picked up her remote.
"Nope. Just something my mom suggested, so I took the idea and ran with it," Joan told Grace.
"Ah, a patinented Girardi mother-daughter project. Remind me, why am I friends with you?"
"Because without me you'd still be some very angry, lonley person with one friend."
"So I'd be a lot happier huh?" Grace joked.
"Hey!" Joan yelled. The two laughed. "So, are you coming?"
"Yeah. My dad gets out of the hospital tomorrow."
"That's good. Oh! Guess what."
"What?"
"I'm gonna be an aunt," Joan reported. "According to Kevin, Rebecca's about two months pregnat. It's a boy."
"And so it begins.." Joan moved the phone to her other hand.
"And so what begins?"
"Kevin and Rebecca are going to have a kid. You and Rove probably aren't far behind."
"Grace, Adam and I have never had sex."
"Ack! Ears! I do not need to know if my two best friends have had WMS or not!"
"WMS?"
"Wild Monkey Sex." There was a pause on the other line when Joan heard Grace yell, "What?! Can't a person say wild monkey sex?! I know this is the maternity ward, it's the only place a phone was opened. And what's the big deal? These people clearly don't have virgin ears!" Joan laughed. "I hate hospital personal," Grace told Joan.
"So, well on the topic of babies.." Joan said, thankful that Grace was over ten miles away. Otherwise she would be hurting Joan right now.
"Shut up."
"Come on Grace, it's a perfectally normal thing.."
"Look Girardi, if I'm ever with someone long enough to even concider children, I am not having them. He can have them." Joan laughed.
"I don't think Luke would want to have children himself."
"Are you deaf or just stupid? Your brother and I are over."
"Sure you are. You two are supposed to be together Grace. Everyone knows that."
"Look Girardi, if I want your opinion, I'll give it to you." The line went dead.
"Are you insane? Did God tell you to do this or something?" Grace asked Joan. Joan sat down on the couch and picked up her remote.
"Nope. Just something my mom suggested, so I took the idea and ran with it," Joan told Grace.
"Ah, a patinented Girardi mother-daughter project. Remind me, why am I friends with you?"
"Because without me you'd still be some very angry, lonley person with one friend."
"So I'd be a lot happier huh?" Grace joked.
"Hey!" Joan yelled. The two laughed. "So, are you coming?"
"Yeah. My dad gets out of the hospital tomorrow."
"That's good. Oh! Guess what."
"What?"
"I'm gonna be an aunt," Joan reported. "According to Kevin, Rebecca's about two months pregnat. It's a boy."
"And so it begins.." Joan moved the phone to her other hand.
"And so what begins?"
"Kevin and Rebecca are going to have a kid. You and Rove probably aren't far behind."
"Grace, Adam and I have never had sex."
"Ack! Ears! I do not need to know if my two best friends have had WMS or not!"
"WMS?"
"Wild Monkey Sex." There was a pause on the other line when Joan heard Grace yell, "What?! Can't a person say wild monkey sex?! I know this is the maternity ward, it's the only place a phone was opened. And what's the big deal? These people clearly don't have virgin ears!" Joan laughed. "I hate hospital personal," Grace told Joan.
"So, well on the topic of babies.." Joan said, thankful that Grace was over ten miles away. Otherwise she would be hurting Joan right now.
"Shut up."
"Come on Grace, it's a perfectally normal thing.."
"Look Girardi, if I'm ever with someone long enough to even concider children, I am not having them. He can have them." Joan laughed.
"I don't think Luke would want to have children himself."
"Are you deaf or just stupid? Your brother and I are over."
"Sure you are. You two are supposed to be together Grace. Everyone knows that."
"Look Girardi, if I want your opinion, I'll give it to you." The line went dead.