"Yeah. It's about - five minutes? A little less?" Debi had never been gladder of Cathy's advice to stock a supply of Depends or the British equivalent. "One last thing - my cell phone - gotta text Mum and Kristy before we head to St. Mungo's. Then it's off to the races, I guess."
I'm having a baby. I really am. Debi swallowed, suddenly close to tears as Zach handed her the phone and she tapped out the messages to her mother and her best friend. All these months she'd had Junior inside her, and it was only hitting her now.