“She is your wife as surely as your mother is your father’s wife. Married in this life and your last and you will be in your next lives as well. It is the way your spirits are meant to be, always together.”
“Jesus Christ,” Fiona growled out, “can’t we have one day without you being all weird, old woman? You are freaking the kids out.”
“Fiona,” the woman waved her hand at her casually, “when are you going to tell your husband about the baby.”
“What baby?” Fiona glared at her and then looked down at her stomach. “There had better not be a baby. I had surgery to prevent any more babies.”
“It failed,” the woman shrugged and moved towards Bobbie holding her hands out.
Bobbie felt compelled to let her take her hands in hers and the woman smiled at her, “so much pain in your life, my sweet c
