Chapter 123 “What About My Son Growing In Your Womb, Baby Doll?”

• Tara had chosen her gown for her grand evening. Roxanne’s mouth had been a perfect O when she saw the price tag but Tara had dashed away her protests much like she handled her twin daughters tantrums.
• “Off with you, “she grinned dismissively, as she nodded to the assistant who had been hovering around looking like an angel had gate-crashed the large boutique.
• Tara indicated the gown, saying,