Elizabeth Brooks
In the car, New York
July 4, 2002 (3 days later)
I stared out the car window as we drove to Jake’s parents’ home. I was hoping to prolong this visit as long as I could - as long as possible. But when Brandy found out about my situation, all hell broke loose.
Kimberly began calling me nonstop, threatening me for not answering the phone and for not telling her about her unborn nephew or niece. Somehow, it had got back to Sara, who claims she had suspected it all along but wanted me to tell her on my own time.
But when I heard from Jake that his parents were aware of what was happening, and wanted to have brunch at their home in New York, I almost had a heart attack. What were we going to talk about?
Even with the tension between Jake and I still high after what happene
