As she sat in front of the mirror, Miriam stared at herself. She pinched her tummy, lifted her arms and jiggled them. Laughter rang behind her. Sigh. She hadn’t noticed her husband in bed.
“Why won’t you let yourself rest?” David said and chuckled. “I’m fat” she said plainly. “You’re not. Not to me” “Other women still look hot after having children. I look like I’m still pregnant.” Miriam grumbled. “Okay oya you’re fat. I’m going to bed.” David said, annoyed. “You’re already in bed” Miriam said, trying to annoy him some more.
She was peeved he wouldn’t tell …Read More
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