The Little Wild Secret
In my panic, I moved too much, and the pillow I had stuffed under my shirt for some forgotten reason chose that moment to tumble out onto the floor with a thud.
Under the table next to me, a trio of fluffy dog heads emerged.
The room went eerily quiet.
I glanced at the pillow on the ground.
Then my sight moved toward my belly, now unmistakably flat.
This was bad.
Wendy, initially taken aback, suddenly erupted into loud, mocking laughter.
Then, she said, "You aren't even pregnant!
"You're faking a pregnancy and have the nerve to let these mutts mess up Ethan's prized possession."
She whipped around, her voice sharp and cutting as she said, "Get her! And get these mongrels, too. Drag them out