Chapter 93 Carrying My Baby

• Hannah looked down at Zara, who for all intents and purposes appeared to be listening to every word of our conversation. "Be a love and take Rags over to the grass for a roll around, okay?"
• Zara pondered for a moment before deciding that battling her mum was a no-win and left with Rags as requested, melting ice cream in hand.
• My heart rate sped up instantly and I felt fear coupled with anxiety and ex- citement all at once. "We're not talking to Freddy-wait just one goddamn minute, Hannah! What the fucking hell?! I want to know just what makes you willing to bet your magnificent house that she is." I was shouting now. "Tell me! I dragged my hand over my beard, feeling a sweat break out as I glared at my sister and waited for her to shake off her misguided attempt at a joke.