She flutters her hand - she hears 'sorry' a lot, but no one's gotten what it means into her yet.
She touches her stomach again, pressing her whole forearm against it. "Taylor," she says, gesturing upwards. And then presses her lips together, gesturing down.
She looks around, and seizes on one of the magazines that always seem to be in here. There's a picture of a man on the cover, and she tears the cover off hastily, then tears it in half. Right across the middle. Throws the lower half away, and hands Misty the upper half, with the man's body from the waist up.
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She touches her stomach again, pressing her whole forearm against it. "Taylor," she says, gesturing upwards. And then presses her lips together, gesturing down.
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She gestures at Taylor's stomach.
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