She blows out a slow breath and slumps to the floor beside me. “There’s only one sure way to find out. You need to take a pregnancy test.”
Please, God. Please. Don’t let this be happening to me. Not now. Not after everything I’ve been through. Not this, too.
“We can’t tell Kat. It’s her big weekend. I can’t ruin it for her.”
Grace and I look at each other, and I can tell by the look on her face she understands exactly what I’m referring to. There’s an awful story in Kat’s past about a pregnancy that didn’t end well. There’s no way I can bring up my fears without being one hundred percent certain either way.
Grace reaches over and squeezes my knee. “You’re right,” she says softly, “we’ll wait until Monday to deal with this.” Her eyes are so sad I feel like bursting into tears. “But, hon
