I look at Tracy's stomach, praying to God the bump on it is because she’s fat, but I know that's not true. A woman like Tracy would never allow herself to get fat. I don't know what I’m going to do. Should I call Jason and let him know his ex-girlfriend is pregnant? That's if Tracy was his ex-girlfriend. I think she was just one of his flings. That's not important right now. Do I call Jason or wait for him to come back before I tell him? If I wait for him to come back, Tracy might tell him herself. My train of thought is interrupted when Tracy speaks to me.
“Eleanor,” she says, snapping her fingers in my face.
“Sorry, did you say something?”
“I said, you’ll have to call Jason and let him know. He blocked my number, so I can't call him.”
“Sure, no problem. I’ll tell him.”
“Thank you, I
