Aly sort of knew it was a mistake to try and move the box of books Peter had been translating herself, but they were in her way and Peter was in the shower. Aly had gone into mad nesting mode and she decided she just had to dust the inside of the light sconces adorning the walls. As if there would be dust anywhere in Peter's house (besides the attic)...but that was hardly the point. She was going to do it. And to do it, she needed to climb up on the chair. And to do that, she needed to move the box off the chair. The operation reached crisis mode when she realised she couldn't bend over to put the box on the floor. Being 8 and a half months pregnant wasn't good for that. So she waddled to the bed, carrying far more weight than she was supposed to, and she was halfway there when Peter stepped out of the bathroom, toweling his crazy hair off. "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" He said, dropping the towel and rushing over to take the box from her. "Aly...what are you doing?"
( Pronounce 'scone' the British way and it'll read better... )
( Pronounce 'scone' the British way and it'll read better... )