He walked in the door and immediately knew that something was wrong; of course, I had just finished crying a fresh batch of tears, and even though it was early, I was up. I hadn't slept a wink since I found out The News.
He gave me a long look of concern.
"You okay? What's the matter?"
"I'm pregnant."
I blurted it out, unable to stop myself, and then promptly started sobbing. I couldn't even look at him.
"But I thought you made an appointment with the Doctor." He was shaking his head even as the words spilled out of his mouth. Everything was happening in slow-motion now.
"I did."
"And I thought you took the last pregnancy test before..."
"I did."
"And then I thought you got your..."
"I did."
"So...?" His voice trailed off and then he cleared his throat. We locked eyes. "I thought this was over."
"So did I."
Monday, July 1, 2013
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