“I should have stayed fat,” Ivy said as she dug into her salad. “He never paid any attention to me until I lost weight.”
“I don’t know what to say to that,” Abby said, moving the lettuce around in the bowl with her fork.
“I told Mrs. York.”
“Oh, good. I was going to ask.” It had been almost three weeks since Ivy announced the big news about the baby.
“She was really sweet about everything. She even said I could still live there with the baby if I keep it.” Ivy looked off at nothing.
“That was very nice of her. I hate to ask this, but have you decided to keep it?” Abby waited to hear the answer, stopping her fork’s travel to her mouth midway.
have“I don’t know. My first thought was to get rid of it, but that isn’t something I can do.”
“I’m glad to hear that.”
“I can’t do that. So, I
