Three simple words...

Twenty-One

She dressed in a tight dress, slid her Louis Vuitton heels on and walked into the bathroom. As she was putting on her makeup, Joe came up behind her and rubbed her belly. She pursed her lips.
"I'm not a petting zoo."
"This is my babygirl too." He said nipping at her ear.
"We need to start thinking of names."
"Elmer."
She looked over at him like he was crazy.
"Her name will not be Elmer. She won't be named after glue." She says cracking up.
"Well we can name her Joe."
"I'm sure we could, but we're not."
"I was thinking Coraline." She said as she put her eyeliner on.
"I like Coraline."
"Coraline Grace."
"I don't know about Grace." Joe chuckled.
"Says the one who wanted to name our daughter Elmer."
*
"Alright, come on Delia!" She shouted, grabbing her purse. Delia walked downstairs and made her way outside, walking a few steps behind Fiona and they both got into the car.
"Hows she doing mother?"
"Who my vagina after last night?" Fiona says cracking a smile while Delias face turned red.
"Goddamn it mother leave me alone about that and learn to lock a door."
"Learn to knock, and the babys fine."
"You need to pick a name for the baby."
"I was thinking Coraline and calling her Cora."
"Oh so all of us are stuck with names like this?"
"Yes, my children are blessed with the names I've chosen."
"You mean cursed?"
Fiona nudged Delia.
"I like Cordelia."
"I do too. It's why I picked it."
The car stopped and they got out, heading into the salon. As they were getting their feet massaged, Fiona was groaning and falling asleep.
"Ma'am you shouldn't be wearing these 4 inch heels. You're very pregnant and it bad for the nerves."
Cordelia looked over at her and shook her head, her mother didn't hear the woman. Her mother was passed out.