Summer

"Will you sit down, please?" Dee waved an impatient hand at me.

We were holed up together in the small bathroom upstairs, staring at the pregnancy test. I fidgeted, wringing my hands, pacing, making Dee more nervous. I couldn't help it. "Sorry." I sat on the edge of the tub. "You should be doing this with Rick."

"No, I should be right here with you, so we can tell them after if I'm-" She let the statement hang for a moment. "How much ...