““Sure. I’ll be fine in just a minute.”
She ignored me. “You don’t look okay.” She contemplated me for a few seconds with a frown, then shook her head and sighed. “No use. I can’t walk away.” She sat down in the other wicker chair. “Are you sick? Do you have low blood sugar?”
“No, I’m not sick. I’ll be fine. I just had a bit of a shock.”
She reached in her purse and handed me a package of peanut butter crackers. “Eat some of these. I’ll be right back.”
I opened the package and pulled out a cracker. It flaked as I bit into it.
A few minutes later, Lena swept back in and popped the top on a can of Coke. “Drink this.”
“Oh, I couldn’t take your drink. I’ll be fine in a minute. I usually drink diet anyway.”
“Drink it. You need the sugar. You’re pregnant?” I nodded and took the can from her and washed down the dry, salty cracker. “You can’t go without eating. I can’t believe women today. You have to gain weight to have a baby.” She sat down in the chair on the other side of the table.
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