Frozen
"You sure you really want to do this?"
Stephanie nodded. The care and concern in Lula's voice warmed her heart. She was glad she had Lula as a friend. She could use some moral support now. She had finally made up her mind last night. It was for the best. For once she was going to hold her own fate in her hands and control her life. She was an adult, no longer a child. She had to take responsibility for her choices and mistakes. Maybe someday she would have remorse and regrets. But she had to concentrate on "now". She had a life to live, a job to do, and a dream to fulfill. She couldn't afford to take a wrong step here. The price would be too high.
"Oh, Stephanie." Lula hugged her tightly and tried not to cry. "I hate it when life is such a nasty bitch."
Stephanie closed her eyes and gently patted her friend on the back. She was not surprised that her tears didn't come. For the first time in a long, long while, she felt strangely calm and certain of herself. So this is what it feels like being a mature grown-up. Stephanie smiled and thought to herself as Lula wiped away her tears. Soon the nurse came out and beckoned at her. She stood up, took a deep breath and let go of Lula's hand. She followed the nurse into the room. She could feel Lula's teary eyes on her back. But she didn't slow down or turn around.
1.5 hours later Stephanie was home alone lying in her bed. They had stopped at a McDonald's on the drive back. She could smell the cheeseburger and fries. But she still had no appetite. She felt no pain or discomfort. And she felt no guilt. What had to be done was done. She would worry about the consequence when she was in the mood or had the time. She placed a hand on her stomach and let out a sigh. She didn't know why, but she was somewhat happy and relieved that she wouldn't give birth to Joe Morelli's child.