Verity nodded. She was crying freely now, cuddled close against him. It felt good to let it all out, even though she felt like she'd been crying a lot lately. George was safe, George was her brother.
"Growing up is sucky." She said, in a rather uncharacteristic way. "I don't know if I'm ready to be a Mum. As much as I want to be, as much as I want to give Oliver children..." This was totally off topic. "...what if the baby is Eddie's?"