A/N: All right...i know it's short...but it's important and...SHOCKING!!!!! So, read, review, and if i get enough reviews to keep me happy, i'll update sooner than later...so if you're impatient for more, review!!!
Kudos to: hemlock (that golden day will be april at the ABSOLUTE earliest...dont get your hopes up too soon!), Heaven, sopraniluna, and Spirit-Saviour (TWICE!!! yipee! and you're welcome for my review...i luv your story!!!!) many thanx, and enjoy this (albeit) short chapter!!! tootles!
~Jenny the chica~
Chapter Thirteen
In which a discovery is made...
Thankfully, I was able to keep our marriage hidden from Mother. She never again got upset like she had when she searched my room. I assumed that she still trusted me, and I still tried to act as best I could that everything was all right.
A few months after Tobin and I had been married, I began to feel funny. I wasn't sure what it was, so I never mentioned it to Mother, and I only casually mentioned it to Tobin.
After I had been feeling this way for a while, I noticed that I was beginning to look a little different. My waist had grown thicker, and I couldn't figure out why. I hadn't been eating any more than before, but I began to wear only dresses with high waists, self-consciously.
One night, when I was talking about it with Tobin, he suddenly started forward from where he sat, and, for a moment, I feared that he was going to fall off the bed. Then he turned to me, and I saw that his face had grown pale.
"Gretchen, how long have you been feeling funny?" he asked quickly, and I was frightened by his tone of voice.
"I'd say about four to five months. Why, Tobin? What's the matter?"
"Gretchen," he whispered, "I think you're pregnant."
I gasped. Neither one of us had expected something like this to happen, or at least not so soon.
"How will I hide it from Mother?" I cried. I was very fearful of what Mother would do to both Tobin and me if she were to figure this out, which would be very obvious quite soon.
"We have no choice," Tobin told me, "We'll have to get you out of here. I'll bring a ladder for you to climb down in tomorrow. Just hide it from her for one more day, and then it will all be behind you."
I sighed. It sounded so easy, but I had a bad feeling, which lasted all through the evening, and even after Tobin left.
ps~does this answer your long-awaited kestion, Baloo???
Kudos to: hemlock (that golden day will be april at the ABSOLUTE earliest...dont get your hopes up too soon!), Heaven, sopraniluna, and Spirit-Saviour (TWICE!!! yipee! and you're welcome for my review...i luv your story!!!!) many thanx, and enjoy this (albeit) short chapter!!! tootles!
~Jenny the chica~
Chapter Thirteen
In which a discovery is made...
Thankfully, I was able to keep our marriage hidden from Mother. She never again got upset like she had when she searched my room. I assumed that she still trusted me, and I still tried to act as best I could that everything was all right.
A few months after Tobin and I had been married, I began to feel funny. I wasn't sure what it was, so I never mentioned it to Mother, and I only casually mentioned it to Tobin.
After I had been feeling this way for a while, I noticed that I was beginning to look a little different. My waist had grown thicker, and I couldn't figure out why. I hadn't been eating any more than before, but I began to wear only dresses with high waists, self-consciously.
One night, when I was talking about it with Tobin, he suddenly started forward from where he sat, and, for a moment, I feared that he was going to fall off the bed. Then he turned to me, and I saw that his face had grown pale.
"Gretchen, how long have you been feeling funny?" he asked quickly, and I was frightened by his tone of voice.
"I'd say about four to five months. Why, Tobin? What's the matter?"
"Gretchen," he whispered, "I think you're pregnant."
I gasped. Neither one of us had expected something like this to happen, or at least not so soon.
"How will I hide it from Mother?" I cried. I was very fearful of what Mother would do to both Tobin and me if she were to figure this out, which would be very obvious quite soon.
"We have no choice," Tobin told me, "We'll have to get you out of here. I'll bring a ladder for you to climb down in tomorrow. Just hide it from her for one more day, and then it will all be behind you."
I sighed. It sounded so easy, but I had a bad feeling, which lasted all through the evening, and even after Tobin left.
ps~does this answer your long-awaited kestion, Baloo???
