There's always going to be some discomfort this late in pregnancy, isn't there?

But seriously, don't make the upset pregnant lady get up. The bed seems to be her only comfort right now and, given her choice, she would rather lie back down.

"Uncle, it's-" she tries, uncertain of what to say and putting a hand through her hair.

"-Doc died. Josiah Scurlock..."

Yes, she did know his first name and even called him by that.

"I just learned..."