Chapter 38
"Lizzie!!!! Open up!" Miranda called, knocking on the door. "Hurry!!"
"What? Miranda, it's still night." Lizzie groaned as she let her best friend in.
Miranda sat and picked fluff balls from the couch and glanced at her image in the shiny glass coffee table.
"Here." Lizzie passed a cup of coffee. "Now, what are you doing here in the dead of the night?"
"We-ell, it's sort of a secretive thingy, so work with me ok?" Miranda said sheepishly, bowing her head to hide away her friend's curious glance.
Lizzie motioned with her eyes to continue.
"IsortofliketheTudge…" Miranda muttered softly.
"What?" Lizzie asked.
"I LIKE THE TUDGE OKAY??"
Lizzie clutched her throat and started barfing. She held her hand to her mouth and started turning a clammy pale white.
"What the heck is wrong with you woman?" Miranda exclaimed. "Do you need a glass of water?"
"No, I need a barf bag." Lizzie whispered, her eyes stinging with embarrassment.
"I'll go get one…" Miranda said as she ran off to the kitchen.
"Could it be? Oh no…" Lizzie said aloud, remembering.
"Congratulations, Mrs. Gordon. You're pregnant."
TO BE CONTINUED
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