It was Christmas Day.
“That was a strange pudding,” said Claire.
“I made it,” said Marcus.
“What was in it?”
“Plums.”
Claire fled to the bathroom. After a long wait, Marcus tapped on the door.
“I’m alright” called Claire. “I’ve done a test. We’re having a baby!”
©Keith Jahans
www.peatmore.com
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