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“I like them cold. I’m weird,” she said with a little laugh. Fresh mozzarella was her favorite. She enjoyed it in salads, even on crackers. The baby loved cheese. “I’m twenty-one weeks. Just found out it’s a little girl.” Her mother was delighted, though she wanted her to quit the lounge and work at the inn. The lounge was her home.
Celeste laughed at that. “I don’t think that’s so weird” she said. “Not when you consider the fact that there’s people out there who put pineapple on their pizza and really bizarre stuff like that.” An ex-girlfriend tried to convince her that pineapple on pizza was delicious, and she’d been foolish enough to try it. Ever since then, she’d considered pineapple the devil’s food. Flashing another smile, she said “Congratulations. I’m sure she’ll be adorable.” Celeste was too early in her pregnancy to know her baby’s sex, but she would have been happy with either a boy or girl.













