❝ sal, it’s lori. i, uh, i really need to talk to you. can you come by after your shift ? it’s — it’s important. ❞ lori flipped her phone closed after recording the message, praying it would reach her sister soon.
she had bought the first test on a whim, just a way to rule out the possibility altogether and ease her restless mind. but it had done the opposite, instead confirming the very fear that was nestled at the back of lori’s mind. in a panic, she returned to the drugstore and purchased a second, this time from a different brand, having convinced herself that the first test’s results had been some product defect. but lori could no longer deny the reality of her situation as two pink lines appeared for a second time.
from where she sat on the tiled bathroom floor, phone held tightly in her palm, lori’s gaze fell upon the waste bin that now held two positive pregnancy tests. lori didn’t know how long she had been sitting there, paralyzed with shock, though it was long enough for the tears on her checks to dry and crust over. the idea to call sally had been the only thing in the world lori considered doing next. she was incapable of thinking about anything beyond that — all she knew was that she needed her sister.
a little over a half hour had passed when lori heard a knock at the door, her heart nearly jumping from her chest at the sound. she immediately answered it, and with a quiet ❝ come in, ❞ sally entered the apartment. anything sally might’ve said at that moment was completely drowned out by lori’s racing mind, anticipating the announcement her life-changing news.
the door had barely shut behind them when the words that had been bubbling up inside her finally spilled over. ❝ sally, i’m pregnant. ❞
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