Chapter 10
SADIE
Seven and a half months later…
“OK,” Cammy said, looking up from her laptop. “I don’t get it – why do they call it a Squid Game?”
She and I had been so crazy busy over the last several months that we’d decided to take a Friday night in and have a little sleepover to relax and catch up on our Netflix – along with everything else that’d been going on in our lives lately.
We’d started with Squid Game, despite it being the show of last year.
“Because of the opening scene, remember?” I glanced up from my computer to see another scene of violence, someone getting shot for one reason or another. “He said it was a game he played as a kid.”
She cocked her head to the side, a glass of wine in her hand. It’d taken some convincing, but I’d finally managed to get Cammy to be OK with drinking around me. Just because I wasn’t able to, didn’t mean she couldn’t enjoy a little wine with her pizza.
“Was the game, like, with squids or something?”
“No, it was the shape of the game area.”
“The what? It was shaped like a squid?”
I opened my mouth to answer but realized I didn’t know how to.
“And why are they all wearing the jumpsuits again?”
“It’s their uniform.”
“Hmm.”
More gunfire was on the screen.
“Uh, can we just watch The Office again?”
I laughed. “You read my mind.”
I reached for the remote, groaning like I always did when I had to work around my massive belly.
I’d been prepared to get bigger, but carrying twins was like nothing I’d expected. Sometimes I felt like I had a full-grown man in the fetal position underneath my shirt.
“Let me get that.” Cammy went for the remote, her tiny, very non-pregnant body managing to grab it before I was even close.
“Show-off,” I said with a smirk.
She laughed as she brought up the Netflix menu and put on a random episode of the office, the familiar, comforting sight of the Dunder Mifflin office appearing on the screen.
“Sorry-not-sorry,” she said. “I know you’re all, ‘let me do everything for myself,’ and I get it. But I think at this point, with you less than a month away from having those kids, you can sit back and let the rest of us take care of you, you know?”
I wanted to argue with her, to tell her the same thing that I’d said to a million different people over the last eight months, that I didn’t need anyone’s help and that I could do everything on my own.
Instead, I sighed.
“Thanks, Cam.”
She smiled and nodded. “You’re very welcome.” Her phone chimed, and she leaned forward to check the screen. “That’s the pizza. Don’t even think about telling me that you’re going to go down there and get it.”
With that, she closed her laptop screen and bounded off the couch. I watched her open the front door to her apartment and rush down the hall.
Once she was gone, I turned my attention to the laptop screen in front of me. Work had been nuts over the last few months, and I was more than happy for that since it allowed me to take my mind off the two little humans being created inside of me at that very moment.