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I sit on the bathroom seat. There is nothing on my pad. Not even a drop of blood. And I'm already a week late. This can't be happening to me. I can't have. . . . a child. No, I can't think negative. Maybe there's just something wrong I should go to the doctor and check. I slip in some sweats and leave Pane alone. He is still asleep, thank god. I grab my sweater and keys. I stop at the light in front of the hospital. CVS is right across from it. I sigh and rub my face.

"Let's just get this over with." I mumble to myself. As the light turns green, I turn toward CVS.

"Hi, do you know where the pregnancy control is?" I ask the woman smaking on gum. She lifts her head toward the sign.

"Oh, thank you." I feel stupid as I rush through the isle.

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I pace in the bathroom. Pane knocks on the door.

"Hey are you alright." Finally, I look down at the meyer to see the green plus. I'm pregnant.

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