I woke up the morning of the assets division and felt sick. I looked outside and it was a beautiful summer morning. Shane was meeting with Marissa at his lawyer's office, I was meeting him for lunch to here the outcome. I had been sick the past couple of mornings, now I had a hunch. Could I be pregnant? While Shane was sorting out his finances I went to a pharmacy and bought a home pregnancy kit. I used it in the toilet at the restaurant. A fateful blue line appeared. Shit! All I could do was swear. I retrieved my cell phone from my bag and called Drew.
"Drew?" I said as the first tear of many fell.
"Kara, what's wrong?" he asked, my tear became an all out sob.
"Drew, I think I'm pregnant." I spluttered
"Wha... Kara, it's Shane's right?" he asked sounding amazed.
"No, it's goddamned Santa Claus." I snapped.
"Jeez, have you told him?"
"No. He's with Marissa." I said slowly.
"Tell him."
"That's not the problem, I can tell him it's just..." I inhaled deeply. "If I am pregnant, I'm unmarried. My family don't know about Shane, but I can't have a kid outta wedlock. They'd kill me."
"Kara, you've done nothing wrong. I'm sure Shane'll do the right thing."
"But, I don't want him to marry me outta obligation."
"Propose to him then."
"Yeah, why not? Thanks Drew."
"It's OK. Congrats." he said hanging up. I made an appointment with my doctor for the afternoon.