Angela loved Saturday mornings. No school meant she could sleep as late as she wanted and chores were usually reserved for Sundays. Angela pulled her blankets over her head to block out the sun streaming through her window. She was just drifting back to sleep when her mother knocked loudly on her door.

"Angela," called Patty. "Angela I need to talk to you. Are you up?"

Angela yanked the blankets back off her head and looked at her clock. It was only 9:30am. She groaned, but before she could formally protest Patty came through the door and closed it behind her.

Angela groaned again and held her pillow over her head. "Mom, it's too early. And since when do you barge into my room on a Saturday?"

Patty sighed and told Angela to sit up. Reluctantly she complied hoping to get rid of her mother as soon as possible. "Angela, Danielle found something very interesting this morning. Do you want to tell me what it is?" she asked holding out an object in her hand.

Angela rubbed the sleep from her eyes and took a look at what her mother had. The instant she realized what it was she wanted to curl up and disappear. It was the used pregnancy test box. Rayanne had actually taking the tester with her, but they'd forgotten about the box.

"God Mom!" Angela cried. "Let me explain before you go crazy."

Patty's face was grim. She sighed and gave her daughter a disappointed look. "Make it quick because I don't know what to think right now."

"It's not mine!" Angela blurted.

"Oh fine. It just happened to be in our house and I know it's not mine. And it can't possibly be Danielle's…"

"It's Rayanne's, Mom," she said interrupting her mother.

"Are you sure?" Patty said doubtingly.

"Mom, I am so far from sex it's actually sad. Believe me. And even if I did have sex, I would be careful." The second the words left her mouth Angela thought of Rayanne and how careful she'd been.

"Alright. I believe you, honey," she said sternly. "What about Rayanne? Is she okay?" she asked with mild concern.

"I really shouldn't say," mumbled Angela.

"Oh, Angela! You can't be serious. She is, isn't she?" Patty was appalled and her face showed it. "When will that girl learn?"

"Don't be like that, Mom. Rayanne has been doing so well. You can't say things like that without knowing the whole story," cried Angela.

"Fine, you're right. After all, she's not my child. But she does spend an awful lot of time with my little girl and I was never convinced that was such a good idea," Patty rambled with a cold edge.

Angela hated it when her mother talked about her like she wasn't even there. Even more than that she hated when Patty bad-mouthed her friends. "Mom, she didn't mean for it to happen."

Patty stopped and took a moment to study her daughter. "Is she going to tell her mother?" she asked in a softer tone.

Angela picked at her blanket distractedly. "Yes, I mean she said she would," she explained.

"Good. Well, I guess it'll be up to her and Amber then. And I'll just relax and trust you."

"Thank you," Angela breathed with relief.

"Does she know who the father is?" asked Patty with curiosity. When Angela stared at her mother without response she added, "Do you know who the father is?"

Angela felt her stomach drop. She wasn't ready to think of Brian. "No, even if I did I don't think I'd tell you. I mean, you'd tell Camille and Camille would tell Sharon and then my whole school would know. I think it's up to Rayanne to handle this, don't you?" she reasoned.

Patty smiled. "You're right. I mean about letting Rayanne decide," she said not wanting to admit that the Cherski women couldn't keep a secret to save their lives.

Patty leaned in and kissed Angela on the forehead lovingly. "In any case," she said in soothing tones, "Rayanne will probably need you around. She's going to need good friends for support no matter what she decides."

Angela nodded, "Thanks Mom." Patty tucked her daughter back under her blankets and left the room. She decided she would dispose of the box before Graham saw it and had a heart attack.

"Oh Mom," Angela called, stopping her mother at the door. "What about Danielle?"

Patty pursed her lips. "I'll just tell her it was mine and I was too embarrassed to tell her at first."

"Thanks again Mom," Angela smiled.

TBC….