Mercy and Patrick live now together as she's pregnant
I rang the door bell on the front door and Patrick open it and smiled hugging me
Patrick: Hi Mrs Fowler
Me: Call me Grace
He nods, letting me in and made me tea
Mercy comes downstairs slowly as she's 6 months pregnant and when I saw her I smiled and hugged her lightly
Me: How are you feeling ?
Mercy: Like a fat women, I want it out now
Me: 3 months left for you, you un patient lady
Mercy: I'm serious MOM!
Me: You need a lukewarm bath that's what you need
She groans and nods and we both helped her and she had a nice bath and fell asleep...........
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