Jane walked in around midnight that night. Gabriel was upstairs asleep but Sammy was sitting on the couch. "Pumpkin, what's wrong?" Jane asked, walking into the living room.
"Mom," Sammy said. "I have something to tell you."
"I'm listening."
"Last month Craig and I had sex and I haven't gotten my period yet and I think I might be—" Sammy burst into tears.
"Oh, Sammy," Jane replied. Jane took her daughter into her arms. "If you want me to, I'll go to the store tomorrow and pick up a pregnancy test for you."
Sammy nodded. "Please," she whispered.
"Ok, baby," Jane replied. It won't be the first time Sammy's gone through this, she thought. But now at least she has Craig to go through it with her.