Someone knows Kit's secret.
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"Come in," called Kit as she dried her eyes.
Tasha opened the door and entered Kit's room. She smiles at Kit then notices that she had been crying.
"What's wrong Kit? Have you been crying?"
"Tash if I tell you something will you promise not to tell anyone?" Kit replied beginning to cry again.
"What is it Kit? Why are you so upset?"
"Tash, you have to promise."
"I promise Kit. Just tell me what's wrong."
Tash I'm pregnant. I'm going to have a baby. What am I going to so? I've just got my life back on track. I'm back at school, I've stopped drinking and now this. Tell me, Tash, what am I going to do?"
Tash walked over to Kit and put her arms around her.
"Kit I think that you should tell Irene. She can help you," Tasha said when Kit's tears subsided.
"I know. I just don't know what everyone is going to think about me when they find out. You know how they looked at me when I was drinking."
"Irene will not think like that. She really cares about what happens to us."
"Is Irene at home yet? I think I better get this over with."
"Yeah, she got home a few minutes ago. Please tell her Kit."
"I will Tash. I promise."
At this Kit got off the bed and went through to the kitchen where Irene was putting the kettle on. Irene turned to Kit.
"Oh darl, what's wrong?" asked Irene upon seeing Kit's tear stained face.
"Irene, I need your advice. I think we should sit down first."
"What is it, love? Have you been drinking again?"
"No, nothing like that Irene. I haven't had a drink in months. It's just that I'm pregnant."
"Pregnant. How long? Who's the father?"
"I'm about two months pregnant. I don't want to say who the father is. He has his life on track. He doesn't need this. He doesn't need me. He has his own life now. We don't even speak anymore.
"Kit you have to tell me. You have to tell him. You never know he may be pleased to hear that he is going to be a father."
"He won't Irene. Trust me. He doesn't even live near here. I have no way to get in touch with him now. It was just a one night stand, never to be repeated."
"But darl, you have to tell him. Is it someone from the Bay?"
"I'll tell you Irene but you must promise not to tell anyone about this. I don't want anyone to know about the pregnancy or the father. I need to get used to it myself."
"I promise darl. You know that you can trust me."
"It's, It's..............."
Just then the patio doors burst open, interrupting Kit. Jesse came into the room looking flustered.
"Irene, It's Will!!!!!"
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"Come in," called Kit as she dried her eyes.
Tasha opened the door and entered Kit's room. She smiles at Kit then notices that she had been crying.
"What's wrong Kit? Have you been crying?"
"Tash if I tell you something will you promise not to tell anyone?" Kit replied beginning to cry again.
"What is it Kit? Why are you so upset?"
"Tash, you have to promise."
"I promise Kit. Just tell me what's wrong."
Tash I'm pregnant. I'm going to have a baby. What am I going to so? I've just got my life back on track. I'm back at school, I've stopped drinking and now this. Tell me, Tash, what am I going to do?"
Tash walked over to Kit and put her arms around her.
"Kit I think that you should tell Irene. She can help you," Tasha said when Kit's tears subsided.
"I know. I just don't know what everyone is going to think about me when they find out. You know how they looked at me when I was drinking."
"Irene will not think like that. She really cares about what happens to us."
"Is Irene at home yet? I think I better get this over with."
"Yeah, she got home a few minutes ago. Please tell her Kit."
"I will Tash. I promise."
At this Kit got off the bed and went through to the kitchen where Irene was putting the kettle on. Irene turned to Kit.
"Oh darl, what's wrong?" asked Irene upon seeing Kit's tear stained face.
"Irene, I need your advice. I think we should sit down first."
"What is it, love? Have you been drinking again?"
"No, nothing like that Irene. I haven't had a drink in months. It's just that I'm pregnant."
"Pregnant. How long? Who's the father?"
"I'm about two months pregnant. I don't want to say who the father is. He has his life on track. He doesn't need this. He doesn't need me. He has his own life now. We don't even speak anymore.
"Kit you have to tell me. You have to tell him. You never know he may be pleased to hear that he is going to be a father."
"He won't Irene. Trust me. He doesn't even live near here. I have no way to get in touch with him now. It was just a one night stand, never to be repeated."
"But darl, you have to tell him. Is it someone from the Bay?"
"I'll tell you Irene but you must promise not to tell anyone about this. I don't want anyone to know about the pregnancy or the father. I need to get used to it myself."
"I promise darl. You know that you can trust me."
"It's, It's..............."
Just then the patio doors burst open, interrupting Kit. Jesse came into the room looking flustered.
"Irene, It's Will!!!!!"