Rosita had some good news to tell Edmund. She was pregnant with his baby. Rosita knew he’d be excited to hear the news once Rosita told him. She was due in June and hadn’t been with anyone since June of this year, so she knew it was Edmund’s baby.
She hoped the baby had his eyes and his dimple in his chin. She wished it had his athletic build if it was a boy, but if it turned out to be a girl, she hoped it got his ears. Of course, she hoped the baby got her hair and her dazzling smile.
She wasn’t sure how she was going to tell him. If she should just come right out and tell him or if she should give him a present full of hints.
She knew she had to take care of a problem before she could tell him. How she took care of this problem would be a touchy endeavor. She had to make sure no one would think to suspect her when she took care of the deed. Before she could tell Edmund, Rosita had to kill Rosalee, Edmund’s wife.
About the Creator
Come near, sit a spell, and listen to tales of old as I sit and rock by my fire. I'll serve you some cocoa and cookies as I tell you of the time long gone by when your Greats-greats once lived.