Mack
I spent most of the time waiting for the results of my tests, is Caleb my child? Was I drugged? If Claire drugged me then what? Is Claire pregnant? How could I be so stupid? I paced the front hallway of the house and wanted to rip the ugly wallpaper off the walls that Claire started putting up.
I should have at least had the results for the drugs back by now, what was taking so long? My phone started ringing and it was Claire, I did not want to talk to her but I also needed to know if she were pregnant. She hasn’t called me back to let me know what was going on.
“What do ye want Claire?” I sat down on the chair in the hall and waited for her to babble about what she wanted to say.
“Did you get the picture I sent you? We’re pregnant and I sent the first ultrasound picture to you!”
