"What? You're not even pregnant, and you're hogging the chicken soup? That's not really fair, is it?"

"That big pot of soup, you think you can finish it all?" Beverley couldn't believe the nonsense coming out of her mouth. "Of course I can."

"What are you trying to say?"

Millie dropped the pretense. "Well, since it was made for me, it's probably best if others don't drink it, don't you think?" "Fine," Beverley said, putting the bowl down with a scoff, "then enjoy it all by yourself!"

And with that, she turned and left.

Millie smirked triumphantly, glancing over the two bowls of soup on the table with disdain before heading back to her room.

"Why didn't you eat your chicken soup?!" Millie, just waking up from a nap, yawned and replied, "Just wasn't in the mood for it anymore, is there a problem?" "You-"

"Beverley, could you knock before entering my room next time? You might startle the baby."

Beverley was speechless.

At night, Millie sat in the living room watching TV.

Beverley suggested she take a walk in the garden for the baby's health, but Millie ignored her.

"Beverley, since you're so free, why don't you run out and get me some clam chowder? From that place downtown, you know, Old Joe's, they have the best taste." Beverley glanced outside; it was already dark.

Driving downtown would take at least an hour, round trip nearly two, and for what? Clam chowder?

Even if she went, it'd be cold by the time she got back.

How about I ask Sadie

match the taste of Old Joe's? They don't

wasn't pleased, to say the least. Standing in line for

What was she thinking!

eat

you don't go, I won't be able to sleep tonight. If

doctor said I shouldn't be

"I'll send the driver. Or

It wouldn't cost much.

he wants

a loss

et fel?

said with a look of disappointment, "Ugh.. my stomach is starting to hurt

Beverley gritted her teeth, her face twitching in an effort to contain her

stormed out, calling the

you wash

cook. I'm craving

ma'am has already

long am I supposed to wait? I want it

her to come back, then she won't need to buy

scoffed, "No need. I want to try both, homemade and from

at

What a day!

started, and Old Joe's was tucked away in a back alley,

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