My stomach lurched
as the smells wafted
up my nostrils.
I threw up once-
then twice-
and then a third time.
Just like with Maddox- morning sickness, but why?
I wasn't pregnant.
Luke had already left for work-
and we even lived in our own
apartment now.
The wedding was scheduled for October of this year.
Just two weeks left.
We had made our final decisions already-
the dress, the tuxedo
the rings, and the flowers.
Melissa would be our flower girl-
and Luke's nephew Donovan- our ring bearer.
I threw up again-
no more appetite.
And decided to see-
why.
A pregnancy test
was bought by me
at the local store.
Minutes later-
positive?
but that couldn't be true.
I couldn't have children-
I tried another time.
Positive?
