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It had been so easy. Incredibly easy. Just walk in - she did take a little time to compare products - grab what she thought would be best for her purposes, get in line, pay the clerk for it, and leave. She got home ten minutes later. A minute after that, she sat on her bed, staring at her hands and hearing the ticking of the timer. Ten minutes after that, she was staring at the product in shock, reading and re-reading the directions, checking and double-checking to make sure she'd done everything right. And she had. And by all practical accounts, she should have been staring at a little blue minus sign. But instead, she sat on the lid of her toilet, holding the little beige wand that sported a little blue plus sign.

It had been so easy. Forty-five minutes after she came to the realization of what might be happening, she had the answer. She held in her hand concrete proof of what she'd feared. What she had thought, but couldn't bring herself to believe. It just wasn't possible. There was absolutely no way this could be happening. And yet, it was right there, very cold and scientific, mocking her. She had had her world turned upside down in a short amount of time before . . . but she was pretty sure it had never happened fully in under one hour before.

And it had been so easy.