Luke put something in the bed of the truck with a thump and crawled back into the driver’s seat. We rode in silence for a while until Luke spoke up.

“Sooo… can we talk about the elephant in the room?”

“Your fiancé?” I sneered like a jealous child. I should have been embarrassed by my response. But I was too emotionally fried to even care. And as petty as it was, it was mostly for deflection. I really wasn’t ready to talk about being pregnant. ...