Lily narrowed her eyes at James, setting her book aside on the bed.
"You think she is too." The accusation came deadpan, but not angry. It was just... he was obviously trying to say something, bringing this up--not to mention that the awkwardness radiating off of him was palpable. That still begged the question as to why he would be awkward bringing up something about Alice, or why he was skirting around how he agreed with Frank. So what? Alice was sick, Frank thought she was pregnant.
Alice probably just had the fl---
Oh. Oh.
"You have got to be kidding me." Heavy annoyance and disbelief colored Lily's voice and she crossed her arms over her chest. That was just--this was ridiculous. He wasn't going to bring this up now, not when they were just fine getting on with their lives. He wasn't going to turn the flu into the baby they wanted, because they both knew that was an impossibility. "Christ, James, how can you even have the guts to let yourself suspect that?" It was more than obvious now that Lily was no longer talking about Frank and Alice.
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