Today I went to see Anna who is about to burst. Last year
she had a miscarriage. It would have been a boy; she knew
. This one will be a girl and she is so happy and so afraid. Drew is visibly excited, all the time, and keeps his hand on her belly
This should have made me happy but it did not. I came home to be sad some more. I am peeling the skins off the red grapes. It is an accessible extravagance. I press the pulp against my front teeth and crush it with my tongue.