Rory sat at her computer and tried to compose to an email to Logan. She had been struggling for hours, but could make any headway. She gave a frustrated groan and slammed her laptop shut.
She wandered into the kitchen and began searching for a snack. Nothing appealed to her as she went from cupboard to cupboard. Finally she opened the fridge and found some left over pasta salad from Luke's. She grabbed the container and stood leaning against the counter as she ate.
<<How exactly am I supposed to tell him that I'm pregnant?>> she thought. She had no plan, no roadmap, no precedent to follow. Suddenly she grabbed a notepad from her open purse and sat at the kitchen table. She divided the sheet neatly down the middle with a line and on the left wrote "con" and on the right "pro".
She smiled to herself. This felt right. This was how she made big decisions. She began to fill in the two columns in her distinctive penmanship. She was able to fill the left column easily. Independence. Pride. Too late. Odette. Mitchum. Distance. The words tumbled out.
On the right she wrote only one entry.
"Because I love him".
She circled the word pro and smiled.
She pulled out her cell phone and snapped a photo of the list. She sent it by text to Logan. And she waited.
