The Kiss of Death
A few months later, I met a pregnant Marigold at Florence's house. Florence was smiling warmly as she introduced her as Chester's cousin.
When Florence and Chester weren't paying attention, Marigold pulled me aside and whispered that the child she was carrying was Chester's.
She explained, "Chester is a handsome scumbag—his looks, height, and education meet the criteria. He's perfect to father our child."
During her pregnancy, Marigold bought many vitamin supplements, watched health and wellness videos religiously, and practiced what she learned.