"No more of a mess than I am," Frannie smiled, waving a hand at the growing bump. "I'm Fran, Rachel. It's nice to meet you. I didn't mean to sound completely dense, but where I'm from...or maybe it's when...well, I'm not sure what you mean by drugs. Like cocaine?"

She'd read the rags at the market, she knew that some rock stars and movie stars got caught up in that kind of thing, but she didn't think anyone else did. She'd always considered it a fame kind of thing.