For a second she was like any other person in her position, for a second she smiled. That smile was soon replaced with sadness, the same sadness hit her whenever she thought of what other people may think of her position.

The delivery man had asked help if she wanted help unpacking but she'd turned him away, leaving herself with only herself and a view of the delicious Laurence Fox on her tv screen, left from when she'd paused her Lewis boxset to get the door. She sat looking at the masses of boxes in front of her, Miranda had in fact ordered them when she was in a more accepting mood but the day after the mood had changed and she thought she'd cancelled the order. Looking at the boxes now though it was obvious that she hadn't, she never had been great at modern technology.

Her Apple Mac had been the product of being spurred on by Tilly and Stevie during a shopping trip 18 months previously. She decided that it was probably best to start with the largest box, she began opening it and took all the individual bits out of the box. This was never going to work out by herself, flat pack furniture had always been a nightmare to Miranda and this was worse. Her secret was about to come out, it had to come out because now she needed help. She didn't want to ask for help, it'd be seen as confirmation by others that she couldn't do this.

The decision of who to call rested in her hands, her mum wouldn't be able to help with flat packs because she was just as hopeless at that sort of thing as Miranda was. She saw no other option but to ring Stevie, her best friend, who she hoped wasn't mad at her.

"Miranda!" Stevie almost screamed when she answered the phone.

"Are you down in the shop?" Miranda asked, quietly admitting defeat to herself.

"Yeah, I've just closed up though."

"Can you come up please? I need some help."

"Of course I will! I'll be up in a minute."

Miranda tried to make herself slightly more presentable in the thirty seconds she'd have before Stevie was at her door.

"Miranda!" Stevie called once she was in the flat and flung herself into Miranda's arms for a hug. "You're pregnant?!" Stevie asked already knowing the answer as she felt a funny bump while she hugged Miranda.

"Erm yeah."