"Vanessa, it's Mom again...please call me back."
I clicked off of the thirteenth voicemail I had received from my Mom and decided to just get it over with. I dialed her number and waited for her to pick up.
"Vanessa??"
I held the phone closer to my ear.
"Mom. I would have called you sooner bu-"
"No, I understand Vanessa. No need to apologize. I just called to make sure everything was okay since Kenlee..."
No Mom, everything is not okay.
"Oh yeah, everything's okay. We're getting through it."
Lies.
"That's great, Vanessa! I have some ladies from my book club that are going to send over some casseroles and take all the baby clothes to homes that need them."
Why would they be taking all the baby clothes?
"The baby clothes? W-why would they take the baby clothes?"
I covered the phone with my hand and yelled for Hunter. He walked in and I put my finger to my lips, signaling him to be quiet. He sat down beside me and I put the phone on speaker.
"Well you're not ever gonna need the baby clothes anymore so why not give them to a family who does?"
Hunter looked at me confused and mouthed 'what is she talking about?'
"What do you mean we won't need them? We're gonna try again. We both want kids, Mom."
It was silent on the other end.
"Honey, I think you and Hunter should go see a doctor."
-------------------------------------------------------Short update but I'll be posting chapter eight and nine tomorrow to make up for it :)
