Chapter 7

"The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures..." I lay back in the rocking chair, soaking up the sun, listening to Maverick recite scripture beside me. I turned over, exasperated. "Mr. Sandler, can we switch the channel? Are you trying to turn the babies into little ministers?" Maverick stopped reading and fixed me with a serious look. "Scripture soothes the babies and opens their minds." "Come on, why not read them some stories? Something fun, like Eirwen or Novaman?" He frowned. "Novaman? Which saint is he?" I sighed. There was no saving him. But as the months went by, the three little ones in my womb began to show signs that were nothing short of miraculous. The system's Invulnerable Body Potion was something else. Not only did I escape morning sickness, but my skin had also never looked better. I felt like I was walking on air. And these three babies really did seem to have some kind of special abilities. That day, I went for a 4D ult