Cousin s Farmyard FunChapter 8
"You... you what?" Christina was standing in the living room, one hand to her stomach while the other was clasped over her mouth. There was a startled, almost horrified look on her face as she stared open- mouthed at her confessing cousin. "I... I had to tell you, Christina. I just couldn't let this sort of thing go on without you knowing. Barbara felt the blood rushing to her face as she sat there on the sofa, her fingers pulling at the loose-fitting coverlet material. She had done...