Guilty Pleasures
6 min readNov 15, 2020
Arina and Merissa walked into their Manhattan home greeted by their house manager, Mrs. Philemon. She was more of a grandmother to Merissa. The little girl ran into her loving arms. “Dear heart, I’m so glad you’re home.”
“Me too,” she muffled against the lady’s belly. “Why didn’t you come to visit?” Pulling the child away, she smiled into her eyes. “Oh, but I did. You needed a lot of rest. Each time I stopped in, you were sleeping.”