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Authors: Krista Ritchie, Becca Ritchie
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be? What will I be? White empty space fills the void, unsure of what picture to paint.
“We just want to give school our full attention. Grades are really important to us.” Yeah right.
My father folds his napkin on the table, about to switch topics. “Jonathan and I were discussing the upcoming Christmas Charity Gala sponsored by Fizzle and Hale Co. The press has been buzzing about the event for weeks, and it’s important that everyone is present to show support.”
“We’ll be there,” Lo says, raising his glass.
“Any news on a ring?” Poppy asks with a teasing smile.
“I’m still twenty,” I remind her, shrinking. My mother missed the opportunity to call me Violet.
“You don’t have any news?” Rose questions, her face sharpening.
I frown in confusion and shake my head. What is she getting on about?
Her lips tighten in a thin line and she whispers to Poppy, who quickly whispers back.
“Ladies,” my mother chides. “Don’t be rude.”
Rose straightens and sets her frosty gaze on me. “I think it’s odd that you’ve been drinking orange juice and water.”
“I’m driving,” I tell her. What is with everyone and my choice to be sober? When did it become abnormal to refuse alcohol at a meal?
My mother huffs. “That’s what Nola is for, Lily.”
“Anderson as well,” Jonathan adds.
Anderson the Nark. Never.
“Well, I have a reason to believe your choice of drink has nothing to do with driving,” Rose says. What?!
“What are you insinuating?” My heart beats wildly. Please don’t let it be what I think. Please, please, please. Lo squeezes my hip to reassure me, but whatever is coming, is bad.
“Yes, Rose, what are you insinuating?” My mother comes to my defense.
“I have a friend who goes to Penn. She saw Lily walking out of the pregnancy center last month.”
Last month…oh, jeez. I cover my eyes with a hand, and slouch so low in my seat, I’m practically eye-level with the table.
My father chokes on his drink, and Jonathan has gone very, very pale, a feat I didn’t think possible for his Irish skin.
“Is this true?” my mother asks.
Yes.
I open my mouth. I can’t say the real answer. Yeah, I went there. I visit the health clinic to check for STDs every couple days, okay? And I take pregnancy tests. I am safe and I know it. Most people can’t say that.
Or the whole truth, one afternoon the pink plus sign actually haunted me. They sent me to the pregnancy center for an ultrasound. False alarm, thankfully.
“Lily, explain,” my mother nearly shrieks.
Lo stares at me for a long moment before he realizes I’m in no capacity to form words, let alone lies.
“It was just a scare,” he says and turns his attention to Rose. “It’s funny how you choose now to bring this up when you’ve known for a whole month.”
“I was waiting for Lily to tell me herself. I thought we were closer than this.”
My lungs collapse.
“Why wouldn’t you tell me? ” my mother asks.
I swallow hard.
“Or me,” Poppy says.
Daisy raises her hand and points to herself. “Me too!”
I press my fingers to my eyes before waterworks kick in. “It-it was nothing.”
My mother’s nose flares. “Nothing? An unplanned pregnancy is not nothing .”
Dad cuts in, “You have your entire future ahead of you, and children will change the way your life works forever. You can’t undo that.” Yeah, I’m pretty positive a kid would hinder our lifestyles, a reason why I’ve been so careful thus far. I don’t have the heart or strength to tell them everything. That if the pink plus sign stuck around, the kid wouldn’t even belong to Lo.
I stand up quickly, my head pumping with helium. It floats but I still manage words. “I need some air.”
“We’re outside,” Rose says.
Lo rises from his seat. “Air that you don’t breathe.” He places his palm on the small of my back.
“Loren,” Jonathan growls.
“ What? ” he growls back, his gaze falling to his father’s
“We just want to give school our full attention. Grades are really important to us.” Yeah right.
My father folds his napkin on the table, about to switch topics. “Jonathan and I were discussing the upcoming Christmas Charity Gala sponsored by Fizzle and Hale Co. The press has been buzzing about the event for weeks, and it’s important that everyone is present to show support.”
“We’ll be there,” Lo says, raising his glass.
“Any news on a ring?” Poppy asks with a teasing smile.
“I’m still twenty,” I remind her, shrinking. My mother missed the opportunity to call me Violet.
“You don’t have any news?” Rose questions, her face sharpening.
I frown in confusion and shake my head. What is she getting on about?
Her lips tighten in a thin line and she whispers to Poppy, who quickly whispers back.
“Ladies,” my mother chides. “Don’t be rude.”
Rose straightens and sets her frosty gaze on me. “I think it’s odd that you’ve been drinking orange juice and water.”
“I’m driving,” I tell her. What is with everyone and my choice to be sober? When did it become abnormal to refuse alcohol at a meal?
My mother huffs. “That’s what Nola is for, Lily.”
“Anderson as well,” Jonathan adds.
Anderson the Nark. Never.
“Well, I have a reason to believe your choice of drink has nothing to do with driving,” Rose says. What?!
“What are you insinuating?” My heart beats wildly. Please don’t let it be what I think. Please, please, please. Lo squeezes my hip to reassure me, but whatever is coming, is bad.
“Yes, Rose, what are you insinuating?” My mother comes to my defense.
“I have a friend who goes to Penn. She saw Lily walking out of the pregnancy center last month.”
Last month…oh, jeez. I cover my eyes with a hand, and slouch so low in my seat, I’m practically eye-level with the table.
My father chokes on his drink, and Jonathan has gone very, very pale, a feat I didn’t think possible for his Irish skin.
“Is this true?” my mother asks.
Yes.
I open my mouth. I can’t say the real answer. Yeah, I went there. I visit the health clinic to check for STDs every couple days, okay? And I take pregnancy tests. I am safe and I know it. Most people can’t say that.
Or the whole truth, one afternoon the pink plus sign actually haunted me. They sent me to the pregnancy center for an ultrasound. False alarm, thankfully.
“Lily, explain,” my mother nearly shrieks.
Lo stares at me for a long moment before he realizes I’m in no capacity to form words, let alone lies.
“It was just a scare,” he says and turns his attention to Rose. “It’s funny how you choose now to bring this up when you’ve known for a whole month.”
“I was waiting for Lily to tell me herself. I thought we were closer than this.”
My lungs collapse.
“Why wouldn’t you tell me? ” my mother asks.
I swallow hard.
“Or me,” Poppy says.
Daisy raises her hand and points to herself. “Me too!”
I press my fingers to my eyes before waterworks kick in. “It-it was nothing.”
My mother’s nose flares. “Nothing? An unplanned pregnancy is not nothing .”
Dad cuts in, “You have your entire future ahead of you, and children will change the way your life works forever. You can’t undo that.” Yeah, I’m pretty positive a kid would hinder our lifestyles, a reason why I’ve been so careful thus far. I don’t have the heart or strength to tell them everything. That if the pink plus sign stuck around, the kid wouldn’t even belong to Lo.
I stand up quickly, my head pumping with helium. It floats but I still manage words. “I need some air.”
“We’re outside,” Rose says.
Lo rises from his seat. “Air that you don’t breathe.” He places his palm on the small of my back.
“Loren,” Jonathan growls.
“ What? ” he growls back, his gaze falling to his father’s
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