"Oh my God. This is incomprehensible to me. I have been doing really well with remembering to take my medication. I have no idea what might have possibly taken place." She then turned around and brought me back to the house, where she informed everyone that she had an intense desire for ice cream and that we were going to the store to get some.
After getting into her car, we both kept our mouths shut as we drove away. We proceeded to the supermarket that was most convenient for us, where we bought two pints of ice cream and several pregnancy tests. She made the payment as the more senior cashier pretended not to notice what she was bagging for us, and then we went out to our vehicle.
Emri slid the examinations inside her spacious handbag and crumpled the receipt into a ball. As we pulle
