Hubert, Boris, and Noomi messed around outside before hitting the sack. After chugging their bedtime milk, they crashed. Phoebe tucked them in with little towels and grabbed the bottles.@@novelbin@@

Evelyn, fresh out of the shower and still toweling her hair, strolled into the kitchen. "Hey, when you were playing with Hubert, Boris, and Noomi on the slide earlier, Astrid from across the street came over and quietly asked me for the prescription. Should I give it to her or not?"

Phoebe paused, rinsing the bottles under the faucet. "Did she see Hubert, Boris, and Noomi?"

"Yeah, Astrid's desperate for a grandkid. She's been fighting with her daughter-in-law about it for the past two years. Compared to her, Taylor seems pretty chill and smart," Evelyn sighed.

Phoebe said, "The prescription works differently for everyone. If it doesn't work and causes problems, they'll blame us."

"That's what I thought too," Evelyn agreed. "But Anthony said it could nourish the body and wouldn't cause harm."

Phoebe gave Evelyn a look. "If you want to give it to them, make it clear it can nourish the body, but we can't promise it'll help them conceive."

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