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Danny rushed to the story. Why did all the boxes look the same? He grabbed one with a small smile on it, hoping it would lighten the mood. It would not. His face still resembled that of a mime's. He hurried to pay for the box. His adrenaline kept him moving. He flew through the air. Sam was waiting by the bathroom. He barely had time to hand her the box before she turned and locked herself in the bathroom. He waited. Five minutes seemed like an hour as Sam sat in the bathroom. Seconds slowly ticked by. One after another. Tick tock. His mind was racing. What if, she was? They were in their late 30's. This could not be happening. They already had two teenagers. Tick Tock. Could this possibly be any slower? Thanksgiving meal continued, but time stood still for Danny. Tick Tock. Time slowly came to a halt as the bathroom door opened. Sam peeked her head out and held the test up for Danny to see. It read…
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