Date: 3/27/2025
By nicolezdzieba
I’m sitting with someone — either Brody or Renee — in a room I don’t recognize when Caleb Frith walks in. He shows me a picture of some kind of weird dessert with a cherry filling and says, “That’s about how big our baby is right now.” I say, “Oh my gosh, you guys are pregnant? Congratulations!” He suddenly seems uncomfortable and says, “Did we not tell you guys?” I try to let him off the hook because I wouldn’t expect them to tell us considering we never see each other anymore.