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Darcy smirked at her friend as she sat down. âIâm pregnant,â she said, matter-of-factly. âItâs a girl, and yes,â she added, taking a Twizzler from him, âyou are the father.â
Steven snorted as he laughed and bumped his shoulder against Darcyâs, âWell shoot, I shouldâve heeded the warnings about holding hands with girls. Cooties and all that.â He looked at the list of names, âI really hope you arenât thinking of naming our immaculately conceived child Doris.Thatâd be a rough life,â He scanned the list some more, âAnd I mean Maryâs way too on the nose.âÂ







