Page 59 of Only You
“Think back to last month’s period,” I said, taking the test out of the box.
Her brows furrowed. “It was only for one day and very light. I remember thinking it was strange, but I’ve been so busy I didn’t give it another thought. Oh, my God! Do you think I’m pregnant?”
“Possibly.” I grinned. “Go take it.”
“I’m scared. What if I’m not? You know how badly I want a child. If it’s negative, I don’t think I could handle it.”
“Have you and Colin been trying?”
“No.”
“Come on.” I lightly gripped her arm and pulled her out of bed. “How could you be disappointed if you aren’t even trying? What if you are and you get wasted at your engagement party? Isn’t it better to be safe than sorry?”
“I guess.” She took the test in the bathroom.
“Let me know when you pee on the stick, and I’ll set the timer.”
“Come here!” she shouted.
I went into the bathroom as she sat on the toilet, staring at the stick.
“We don’t have to set the timer. Look.” Her eyes widened.
I took the stick from her, and two lines were already visible. “Oh, my God, Addy.” I placed my hand over my mouth as tears filled my eyes. “You’re pregnant.”
She got up from the toilet, washed her hands, and threw her arms around me as tears streamed down her face.
“I am so happy for you!” I hugged her tight. “You’re not sick. You have morning sickness.”
“I can’t believe it. I can’t wait to tell Colin. He’s going to be so shocked.”
“He’s going to be so happy.” I smiled.
I left Adalyn’s house in a spectacular mood. She was going to finally be a mother, and I was going to be an aunt. Nothing could ruin my mood except one person.
When I pulled into the school, I sat and watched for Lucy to come out the door. When I saw her, I exited the car, waved, and called her name.
“How was school?” I asked.
“Fine.”
“Any homework?”
“Nope.”
“If you want, I’ll take you swimming in the ocean when we get home.”
“Nope. I don’t want to go with you.”
And there went my good mood.
“I’m sorry Mara’s sister became ill, and I’m sorry you’re stuck with me. But it is what it is, and there’s nothing neither one of us can do about it until your dad returns.”
“Just leave me alone, Hannah.” She rolled her eyes.
She climbed out of the car, grabbed her backpack, went into the house, and straight up the stairs without saying a word. Grabbing the bottle of wine from the refrigerator, I poured myself a glass, grabbed my laptop, and took it out on the patio. As I looked up things for the shop, the sliding door opened, and Lucy walked over to me.
“Can I help you?” I asked.