CASSIE"Kathy," that youthful, curious voice asked me as she helped me mix things for dinner, "can I ask you a question?""What's going on, Tifania?" I asked, stirring the ingredients for a Peruvian-British fusion dish I was attempting in the massive Cavendish Sky Tower Residence kitchen."Are you pregnant?" She pointed to my slightly swelling gut that was now poking through my T-shirt.I stopped and turned toward her. The question, usually impolite, came out innocent from her lips. This child, the source of all the dark secrets the house kept, was also the most straightforward person in it."First, it's pregnant. There's an 'n' in there. Second, you should be careful who you ask that in the future, okay? Three, yes. Yes, I am.""You are? You're having a baby?" Her eyes lit up, like she was more excited about the prospect than I was, a pure, innocent joy that cut through the calculated toxicity of my relationship with her brothers."That's what being pregnant means, Tifania.""Wow. So
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