We had a lazy day on Saturday; curled up on the sofa watching movies after that morning's 'revelations'. After about five musicals I heaved myself off the sofa and wandered sluggishly into the kitchen to make us some lunch. I turned the radio on while I was searching the cupboards, finally deciding on pasta. I pulled a jar of sauce and some pasta out of the top cupboard, only just managing to reach. While I was working – adding extra ingredients to the sauce and boiling the pasta – I began dancing a little to the songs on the radio, stirring in time with the music.
I didn't hear Will coming up behind me. He wrapped his arms around my swollen waist and resting his head on my shoulder, swaying with me. He fitted perfectly in that position, his mouth in line with my ear. "Let's go out after lunch." He whispered, his warm breath tickling my face. "There's a fair a few miles out of town. It sounds like fun and we shouldn't see anyone from McKinley there. I know you won't be able to go on all of the rides, but we can get a hotdog and some cotton candy. I might even be able to win you a teddy bear for the baby!" He looked me over and sighed, before continuing. "Maybe we should go shopping first; I think you need some new clothes." He nodded at my stomach and I immediately saw what he meant: there was a visible gap between the bottom of my longest top and the top of my leggings.
I put the pasta into two bowls and took them to the table, sitting down opposite Will. I could see he was waiting for an answer; "Sure, that sounds great! What am I going to wear shopping though?" I could practically see the light bulb appearing above Will's head as we finished our pasta.