My name is Evelyn Three.
I'm 19 years old.
I'm unmarried.
I'm a freshman in college.
And I'm screwed.
"Mom? Mom, I need to tell you something."
"Can it wait, honey? I've got a meeting soon." Typical. Putting me off, even when it's important.
"No, Mom, it can't wait. It's really big, and important, and I need you to listen to me for once!"
"Evelyn, I can't talk. Please, could it wait an hour or so?" No, no it can't. Please listen, just for once. Please.
"...I'm pregnant, Mom."
There's no reply.