Chapter Eighty - The Bleachers

Gina took her seat in the chair behind her desk, she folded her hands together on it and smiled at Luna.

“Everything looks great, no issue at all,” she said.

Luna felt a bump of joy in her chest at Gina’s words. She beamed, actually beamed, at Gina, like she had given her the baby and not just reporting on the test she had done on Luna.

“Thank you so much,” she said to Gina.

“Oh, I am so happy for you,” Gina smiled at Luna too, she reached across the desk to grip Luna’s hand, “I really am. I know this is what you have wanted for so long, what you have been so careful with your body for, and now you’re getting it!”

Luna smiled and nodded. “I know! I know, and I am so ecstatic about it. Happy, scared, elated, nervous, anxious, joyful. Everything is just mixed up inside of me, and even that I’m grateful for.”

Gina chuckled. “That is all normal, trust me. Expectant mothers are the most paradoxical people in the world, especially first time mothers. Well, so I guess there’s no use as