by Diana Orgain | Apr 12, 2021 | Maternal Instincts Mysteries, Sneak Peek, Uncategorized
Go back to Chapter One? Go back to Chapter Two? From Formula for Murder Chapter Three Continued… Shortly after 8:00 A.M. Mom called in a panic. Thankfully I was in the shower so Jim had to deal with her near hysterics. She was coming right over Jim informed me as I toweled off and stared into my closet. “Okay, good. She can obsess over Laurie with me,” I said. Jim snorted. “Laurie’s fine. You’re the one that needs to get looked at. Please make an appointment.” The doorbell sounded, interrupting our conversation. “That was fast,” I said. Jim left me to select some clothes and went to answer the door. Paula’s voice drifted down the hallway. I threw on a pair of jeans and a sweater and rushed to the living room. My best friend, Paula, now eight months pregnant, was cradling Laurie above her massive belly. She studied Laurie’s face. “I got your message,” she said. “Pupils look fine. She looks alert and happy. Has she vomited?” “I don’t know. She spits up a lot. How can you tell?” Paula’s two-year-old son, Danny, clung to her leg and pulled on her maternity top. “It’s kinda hard. But you can usually tell by the volume. Is she keeping anything down?” “Yes. It must be just spit-up.” I knelt down and extended my arms. “Hi, Danny!” He rushed to me and wrapped his arms around my neck, sort of hanging from it. “Ouch! Oh, honey, wait.” I disentangled myself from him. Concern showed on Jim’s face. Paula looked at me, her brow creasing. “Are you hurt?” “No. No. I’m...
