It had been a month since Emma discovered that she was pregnant. She was three months pregnant and beginning to show a little. After thinking about it she decided to keep the baby. She knew it would be difficult being a single mother but she knew if she worked hard she could do it. She also knew that deciding to keep the baby meant making scarifies. Since she was going to the free clinic they were able to set her up with free hospital care but supporting herself and the baby was other story. In order to do that she sold her house and got an apartment in town. She hated doing that but she needed the money to help buy things for the baby and furniture for the new place. She got a job at a diner in town as a waitress. She started tomorrow. Right now she was giving the keys to the house to the new owners.
"Here you go." Emma said.
"Thank you." The couple said.
"I hope you have many happy years here."
"I'm sure we will."
Emma went out and got in her car. She took one last look at her childhood home. A home she would never see again. She drove to her new place. It wasn't very nice but with needing things for the baby it was all she could afford. She unlocked the door and went inside. The rent was a hundred and fifty dollars a month. The living room was barely big enough to fit a couch. To the left was the kitchen it was just slightly bigger then the living room. To the right was the bathroom. It was about the size of an airplane bathroom. Then there were two rooms off the living room. They were both slightly smaller then the living room. Emma sat on the couch.
"Well home sweet home." She said.
The next morning she went to the diner for her first day of work. It was six in the morning when she walked in. A woman who looked a few years older then her was getting things ready behind the counter.
"You must be the new girl." She said.
"Yes I'm Emma Curtis."
"Mary Lou Simon." "Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you to."
"You'll get the hang on this pretty quickly." "You can start by filling the ketchups and mustards."
"Ok."
After Emma first day her feet were killing her. She'd only been there a week and already she'd worked five double shifts. It was two o'clock in the morning. Emma and Mary Lou were closing up.
"You're doing a great job." Mary Lou said.
"Thank you."
"I think you should slow down on the double shifts though."
"I can't I need the money."
"It's not good for you or your baby."
"How did you know?"
"I've got two of my own I can tell." "When are you due?"
"January twentieth."
"How far along?"
"Three months."
"I bet you and your husband are excited."
"I don't have a husband." "It's just me."
"Did he walk out on you?"
"No we broke up before I got pregnant." "Three months ago we saw each other one thing lead to another." "Now I'm pregnant."
"How does he feel about the baby?"
"He doesn't know and I can't ever tell him."
"Why?"
"I have no way to get in touch with him." "It's for the best anyway." "I don't want to interrupt his life."
"How long were you together?"
"Officially only a month but we were in love." "At least I thought we were." "It would have never worked anyway." "He's a city boy plus he's rich." "I wouldn't have fit in with him and his people."
"I have some old baby clothes you can have."
"Oh no I couldn't."
"You can and you will."
"Ok." "Thank you."
Emma went home. She sat on the couch. She rubbed her stomach.
"I promise I'll be good to you little one." She said. "I'll be the best mama I can." "I promise you'll never be without anything you need." "I don't care how hard I have to work." "Even if it means I go hungry so you don't have to." "I'm sorry you'll never know your daddy." "I know he would love you if he knew about you." "Maybe someday you'll make lots of money and you can go find him." "Mama will always have the picture of me and daddy any time you wanna look at it." "Mama loves you and together we'll get through this." "If you're a boy I'm gonna name you after your daddy." "Would you like that?" "Everything's gonna be ok."
