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Head of the Graveyard Shift
"Good morning, you two. How goes it?" laughed Jake.
Shannon sniffed the air, smelling the burnt eggs, made her gag. Running to the washroom she vomited. God... she hated morning sickness. Obviously someone forgot to tell her the first three months sucked. Either that, or she should have listened better to her mothers gripes when she carried.
Cooling off her face with water. She walked back out and collapsed on the couch. Hearing her sister come down the stairs, she thought it was her grandmother. Out of all the girls, Sara came out the mirror image to her.
Shannon still couldn't believe how they had changed in their looks, as they got older. Not only did their hair color change, but their facial features and body shapes too. Oh you could still tell they were sisters. But no one would ever concider them triplets anymore.
"God Sara, I could have swore you were grandma. You are the spitting image of her."
Devon gave her a quizzical look.
"On the wall to your left Devon. That is my grandmother and grandfather the day they married."
Devon stared in aww... it was like looking into a mirror. Sara had indeed inherited the Bonasera side, for her looks.
"Whoa... that is completely stunning. It's like you are her twin, Sara."
"I know. All the way down to the toes. My papa says that all the time. That my grandmother will forever live on, through me. Just like grandfather, will live on through MJ."
Feeling her stomach churn again, she jumped off the couch and took off, back into the washroom.
"I'll be right back. I'm going to check on her."
When Sara left the room, Jake said...
"You're one lucky dog. You are the only one of us, that know what our wives are going to look like when they age."
"Yeah... to bad they weren't identical tripp's. Then we could have had a triple bonus." laughed Jake.
In the bathroom, Sara asked...
"Shannon... are you going to be okay?"
"I'll be fine Sara. I just never realized how bad morning sickness could be. I can honestly say, mom is one strong cookie to want to keep having babies. Cause it's not easy."
Sara really didn't want to scare her sister. But if she thought morning sickness was the worse of it. Just wait till she tried giving birth.
"Here, let me help you up."
Walking her back to the couch, she laid her down.
"So what are you and Shannon up too today, Jake?"
"Not alot. We have a doctors appointment at eleven. Then most likely by that time, Shannon will be hungry again. So I'll have to take her out to eat."
"Okay, give us a call when you're done, and we will plan something for tonight."
"Sure. Shannon... come on sweetheart."
Getting up off the couch, she kissed her sister goodbye, as they left out the door.
Shannon sniffed the air, smelling the burnt eggs, made her gag. Running to the washroom she vomited. God... she hated morning sickness. Obviously someone forgot to tell her the first three months sucked. Either that, or she should have listened better to her mothers gripes when she carried.
Cooling off her face with water. She walked back out and collapsed on the couch. Hearing her sister come down the stairs, she thought it was her grandmother. Out of all the girls, Sara came out the mirror image to her.
Shannon still couldn't believe how they had changed in their looks, as they got older. Not only did their hair color change, but their facial features and body shapes too. Oh you could still tell they were sisters. But no one would ever concider them triplets anymore.
"God Sara, I could have swore you were grandma. You are the spitting image of her."
Devon gave her a quizzical look.
"On the wall to your left Devon. That is my grandmother and grandfather the day they married."
Devon stared in aww... it was like looking into a mirror. Sara had indeed inherited the Bonasera side, for her looks.
"Whoa... that is completely stunning. It's like you are her twin, Sara."
"I know. All the way down to the toes. My papa says that all the time. That my grandmother will forever live on, through me. Just like grandfather, will live on through MJ."
Feeling her stomach churn again, she jumped off the couch and took off, back into the washroom.
"I'll be right back. I'm going to check on her."
When Sara left the room, Jake said...
"You're one lucky dog. You are the only one of us, that know what our wives are going to look like when they age."
"Yeah... to bad they weren't identical tripp's. Then we could have had a triple bonus." laughed Jake.
In the bathroom, Sara asked...
"Shannon... are you going to be okay?"
"I'll be fine Sara. I just never realized how bad morning sickness could be. I can honestly say, mom is one strong cookie to want to keep having babies. Cause it's not easy."
Sara really didn't want to scare her sister. But if she thought morning sickness was the worse of it. Just wait till she tried giving birth.
"Here, let me help you up."
Walking her back to the couch, she laid her down.
"So what are you and Shannon up too today, Jake?"
"Not alot. We have a doctors appointment at eleven. Then most likely by that time, Shannon will be hungry again. So I'll have to take her out to eat."
"Okay, give us a call when you're done, and we will plan something for tonight."
"Sure. Shannon... come on sweetheart."
Getting up off the couch, she kissed her sister goodbye, as they left out the door.
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