“Um, sorry about this.” Polly said, wiping the breast milk away with her hand. XXX Both their luck held out for another two rolls. “What does that mean?” Susan asked. Her eyes went wide. Polly adjusted herself so she was sitting towards the edge of here seat, and drew back her sweater- revealing her baby bump to the flashlight’s brilliant glow. She drew the card, and reluctantly read it aloud: “Baby Bonus! Susan reached casually into the box, and withdrew a card. “Yeah, if it gets twice as big, between that and your hips- the babies will slide right out.” Susan said, giving her a reassuring pat on the shoulder. She went through, like, a million pads. She set her index finger on the outer edge of Polly’s left side, and reached her thumb across the underside of her belly as far as she could reach.
