Chapter 90: I Was Only Joking

Victoria heard the sounds of retching coming from inside the bathroom. "Cathryn, are you okay?" she asked.

"I'm fine, mom. Just give me a minute." Cathryn was kneeling over the toilet, her hands clawed around the toilet seat as she choked and gagged. Cathryn rested her forehead against the arm that she'd braced on the toilet seat. She leaned over the toilet again, gagging, and then fell limply against the wall. The nausea was fading bit by bit.

Cathryn got up and splashed some water on her face, and went to the door. She opened it and saw her mother standing outside. They stood there for a moment, and Cathryn quickly looked away.

"Here," Victoria said as she handed Cathryn a towel.

"Cathryn, why did you run to the bathroom so quickly? Was it the mustard greens? I wouldn't don't have a great-grandchild, would I?" Grandma laughed as she put the lid back on the ravioli.

Cathryn felt the blood drain from her face, "Oh, relax, I was only joking," Grandma explained.