![]() ![]() He was shoving crackers into his mouth and laughing like a loon at Sesame Street on TV I looked at him and thought about having to go through it all over again. ‘Another Fudge! Just what this family needs.’ I turned and stormed down the hall.įudge, my four-year-old brother, was in the living room. You’d have thought we were discussing the weather. I ducked and got out of the way before she could touch me.ĭad took the lid off the pot on the stove and stirred the stew. ‘The baby’s due in February.’ She reached over and tried to tousle my hair. ‘I saw the doctor for the second time today,’ Mom said. ‘Four months! You’ve known for four months and you didn’t tell me?’ ‘That’s right,’ she told me, patting her middle. Tiny pieces of chewed-up carrot flew out of my mouth and hit the kitchen counter. ‘We’re going to what?’ I asked, starting to choke. Or maybe my teacher had phoned, saying that even though I didn’t get the best grades in the fifth grade, I am definitely the smartest kid in the class. I figured out maybe my father’s been made president of the company. ![]() She was slicing carrots into the salad bowl. ![]() ‘We have something wonderful to tell you, Peter,’ Mom said before dinner. Life was going along OK when my mother and father dropped the news. ![]()
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