"I need to sit down," she says, flailing around as she tries to clamp down on the sudden panic. She can feel her face getting hot and breath short. It happens more often now that there's a damn baby squishing her insides. "I need a plan, okay. We need a defined, plan. A list."
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Date: 2012-03-08 04:25 am (UTC)