Lucy nodded, "I'm sure it's nothing." She agreed again, allowing Melody to help her. Her skirts seemed to hinder her and her balance swayed as always.

As they began to walk Lucy tried to calm herself. It was too early for the baby, but the healer said pains and false labor were common. Surely this was nothing more? There was nothing to fret over. She and Ace would have their healthy happy baby in their arms when the time was right. Now was not the right time though. July was. When Ace wasn't as busy at the office. When they could be in London for the birth. Not isolated at the Flint Mansion. They had been preparing to leave for London in the next week, the baby would wait till then. Lucy was certain.

"Tell me of yourself." Lucy pressed as they began their lap.