His friends watched him trudge purposefully through the slush toward Madison Avenue until he
was out of sight。 Something was happening to their old friend Nate Archibald; and it wasn?t just
that he?d turned down a joint for the first time since he was ten years old
Could it be; was it possible; that he?d fallen in love?
v…day turned d…day forb
Blair kept her hand clapped over her mouth and her mind clear of any thoughts of Owen the
whole way home to keep from being sick all over the back seat of the taxi。 But when she stepped
off the wood…paneled elevator and into the penthouse; her nostrils were bombarded with the putrid
scent of roses; causing her stomach to churn ominously once more。 The entire front hall was
packed with them。 Yellow roses; white roses; pink ones and red。 She dropped her bag on the floor
and read the notes on the bouquets。
A?You?re my honey…pie。 Love; S;said the note on the yellow roses。
Audrey; my favorite little aristocrat; will you please be my Valentine? Love; Cary;said the note
on the red roses。
My darling Mrs。 Rose; May our tiny daughter be as lovely and as wonderful as you are and as
hopelessly happy as I am every day I spend with you。 ?Your loving husband; Mr。 Rose;said the
note on the pink…and…white bouquet。
As if one of those notes wouldn?t have been enough to make Blair puke out her already
puked…out guts; she had to be bombarded withthree uniquely repulsive missives。 Throwing her
coat down on the floor; she staggered into the nearest bathroom to empty her stomach
again。 ?Mom!? she shouted; wiping her mouth on a parchment…coloredR …monogrammed guest
towel。
?Blair?? her mother called back。 Eleanor Waldorf wandered slowly down the hall wearing a pink
boiled wool Chanel suit that had been let out at the waist to acmodate her five…months
pregnant belly。 Her highlighted blond bob was pulled back into a neat ponytail and she was
wearing white rabbit fur slippers and carrying her portable phone。 Like most Upper East Side
hostesses; Eleanor spent all the time she wasn?t having lunch or getting her hair done on the
phone。 ?What are you doing home?? she asked her daughter。 ?Are you sick??
Blair clutched her stomach and tried not to look at her mother。 ?I saw the note from Cyrus;? she
croaked。 ?You?re having a girl??
Her mother beamed back at her; her blue eyes sparkling ecstatically。 ?Isn?t it wonderful?? she
cried。 ?I found out this morning。? She flip…flopped up to Blair in her fur slippers and threw her
arms around her daughter?s neck。 ?Cyrus has always wanted a girl。 And now when you e
home from college you?ll have a little baby sister to play with!?
Blair grimaced as her stomach did another back flip at the mention of college。
?I hope you don?t mind;? Eleanor babbled on。 ?But we?re planning to turn your room into a
nursery since we?re running out of bedrooms。 You and Aaron will be going away to school soon