As Faith knelt over the toilet bowl vomiting the scrambled eggs and bacon she and Joy had just had for breakfast Joy stood behind her feeling helpless while she patted her back idly.
" Mama says the morning sickness shouldn't last long," Joy said as she watched her fiancee standing up gingerly to wipe at her mouth shakily with a piece of toilet paper. " She said she never had much sickness with me and Lazarus. Or Bliss. She had a lot of cravings though. "
Faith took in a long deep breath and then exhaled it gradually. " Yeah. That's not really helpful, Joyful. I think Joe's spawn hates me. Every day. Every night. I'm puking. And, cravings ! I can barely look at food without wanting to toss my cookies. Whose idea was this anyway? "
Joy moved closer to Faith and pulled her into a tight hug. " Winston. But it was a good idea. You know it is. We're going to be great parents. You and me. And Winston. Even Joe. "
Faith laughed. " Verdict is still out on Joe. You know Winston told me the man is writing to the mayor about him getting two purple hearts for being wounded during jury duty? That's as wild as Winston speaking again. Granted it's not full sentences but he can talk. "
Joy smiled slightly as she watched Faith moving to the sink to wash her hands and face. " It's a miracle. Just like the baby. " Then she suddenly sneezed loudly.
Faith turned around with alarm on her face. " Are you getting sick? I've been doing research. And talking to my brother. Getting sick isn't good for people with HIV. Are you okay? "
Joy kept smiling wanly. " I'm fine. It's probably allergies but I'm feeling a little tired so I'll stay home today. Get a bit of rest. You should too. You can miss classes one day. Shouldn't hurt. "
Faith made a face. " You're staying home. Not me. The sociology professor from hell is death on attendance. I'm barely passing this class as it is. Especially with this damn group project. Kit Keller is a slavedriver yet still a little of a dingbat. And Justin's head isn't in school since his brother got hit by Dodie." She rolled her eyes. " My cousin apparently. Anyway let's get you back in bed to rest before I have to leave. I'll make you and me tea. Oh , and text Devin. Please tell him we're not arriving at the wedding in a hot air balloon. "
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ODDS OF LOVE - SEASON THIRTEEN
General FictionThe ongoing original soap opera about disabled math genius professor Dr. Spencer Norland - Lane , his doctor husband DuBuis Lane and all their family , friends and enemies in the Washington DC metro area. Multicultural. Diverse.