Chapter One Hundred Twenty Two - Reconstructing the Past

She rummaged in her oversized purse, pulling out a small glass bottle filled with a murky liquid. "This is a special tea, an old family recipe. Guaranteed to ensure a healthy pregnancy and an easy delivery!" Amelia eyed the bottle warily. "That's... very kind of you, Zia. What exactly is in it?" Francesca's eyes twinkled mischievously. "Oh, just a few herbs, some roots, maybe a touch of grappa for strength. It's perfectly safe, I assure you!" "I'll, um, save it for a special occasion," Amelia said diplomatically, setting the bottle aside. "Why don't you tell me about your latest trip while I heat up some of this delicious food?" As Francesca launched into a lively tale of her adventures in Tuscany, Amelia sent a quick text to Alessandro: "Your aunt is here. Send help (and maybe a food taster for her 'special tea')." Just as Amelia was finishing up lunch with Francesca, her phone buzzed with a message from her best friend, Sophia. "Emergency pregnancy party tonight! My place, 7 PM