J watched Jacob go upstairs taking two steps at a time carrying two duffel bags for the third time. She sits on the large sofa stroking her swollen belly. She slowly takes in a deep breath through her nose and releases it slowly through her mouth.
Jacob returns with empty hands. "Alright! Let's go!" He said while his hands were all over his pants searching for something.
J rolled her eyes. "Honey, the bags," J said calmly despite the occasional pain she is having now.
"Oh! Right. Yes. The bags." Jacob runs in the direction of the kitchen.
J sighed heavily. "Honey, upstairs!" Her voice sounds a little irritated.
"Upstairs. Yes, upstairs." Jacob mumbled to himself until he was gone back upstairs.
J looked at Arthur who was standing near the entrance watching Jacob make a fool of himself. "Please, don't let him drive," She pleaded to him and Arthur just nodded his head with a smile then walked towards a shelf and took a key from a vase.
