The Little Stow Away

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1st of March in 1791

"Philip, sweetie, come here please. "

     Philip went to his mother. He was worried about her as she had been sick for the past couple of days. He hoped that this didn't meant she was dying. He didn't want his mama to die. If she died, well, he didn't know what he would do without her.

"What is it mama?" Philip asked innocently.

"You know how I've been sick for the past couple of days?" Maria asked.

"Yeah, do you know why now?"

The woman nodded her head. "I do."

"Than why?" The 9 year old asked.

"Well, turns out, I have a little stow away in my stomach. "

"You do?"

"Yes."

"Is this stow away welcome?" Philip asked innocently.

"Yes."

"How is this a stow away than . . . Mama, I'm perplexed. "

The mother smiled at her oldest. "You're gonna have a younger sibling."

"Really?"

"Yes dear, you are. "

"Yay, I'm gonna be a big brother!"
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