Sally quailed.
“Give birth there?” she asked. “With no hospital, no doctors, no drugs? Are you kidding me?”
Lana shrugged. “Can’t see any other way!” she said calmly. “If anything goes wrong, I promise we’ll take you to hospital – we’ll deal with publicity leaks somehow. But drugs… honey, I’ve got fantastic drugs. So don’t worry about that. You’ll enjoy it, I promise.”
“A fun labour?” Sally asked, raising an eyebrow, “Oh, this I’ve gotta see!”
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Ha, ha, ha, ha.
Lets just hope they’re not addictive.
Can’t wait to see how Sally copes with the labour.
Awww. It’s so short.
But I was wondering what she was going to be doing about labor.
Yeah, sorry, Sorrel – but it will be continued
I just have to find the inspiration to continue it, and the time!