Chapter Thirty-Three
Francesca sat on the toilet seat with her knickers around her ankles. Reading the pregnancy test, she hoped for one stripe, not two. Placing the testing stick in her urine stream, she waited for a few seconds, and brought it back out. "Five minutes. Please be negative."
"Fran, honey, have you done it yet?" Mrs Jones asked outside her cubicle.
"Uh-huh! I'm on it." She pulled her knickers up.
Stepping outside, she carried the test to the sinks, washed her hands, thinking she had been waiting for a full minute now. Using the provided soap, she took thirty seconds lathering her hands. "Please be negative."
"I know it's hard to think about, but what are you going to do if it's positive?" Mrs Jones sneaked a peek at the test. "Have you thought about keeping it?"
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