« Mason, please remember to buy more zip-up sleepers. »
In the recording, I laughed. « What’s wrong with the button ones? »
« No buttons at three in the morning, » Claire said. « Trust me. You’ll cry before the babies do. »
I pressed my thumb against my wedding ring.
I sat in my car outside the mall.
« Fine, » my recorded voice said. « Zip-ups. »
« And yellow, » she added. « Everyone buys pink, and they’re babies, not cupcakes. »
I laughed in the car, then covered my mouth when it turned into something else.
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