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“They said the due date was August 31. It’s accurate since we know the conception date. I’m about five weeks right now.”
I groaned. “I didn’t need to know that.”
“How did you think I got pregnant, Wes? From kissing?”
Shooting my sister a smirk, she stuck her tongue out at me. And she was going to be a mother. Lord, help us all.
Clare cleared her throat. “Let’s get back on track, shall we?”
“Right. Angie, when do you want to tell Mom and Dad?”
“After I have the baby,” she said with a nervous laugh.
“Angie,” I warned.
“Maybe what needs to happen first is a game plan. What are you and Reece going to do about living arrangements? Caring for the baby after she or he is born? That sort of thing. I imagine that is going to be the questions your parents will ask.”
“She’s right. Mom and Dad are going to pepper me with questions the moment I tell them. With the first one being when am I getting married.”
There was no arguing with that. I nodded my head then asked, “Like Clare asked, have you and Reece made any plans?”
“Yes. He suggested I move in with him so that he could be a part of the pregnancy. He graduated last year and has a really good job at a bank. You’d like him, Wes, he’s a math geek.”
I smiled. I wanted to dislike the guy who got my sister pregnant, but it wasn’t either of their faults. I glanced over to Clare. We hadn’t used any protection. She was on the pill but was that a hundred percent effective. I thought about how I would feel if Clare became pregnant. Strangely enough, the idea of it made me smile and not want to run for the hills. Clare must have felt my eyes on her. She looked at me and tilted her head slightly. I smiled and wanted to tell her that I loved her, but instead, I winked. Clare’s smile grew and Angie cleared her throat.
“I’m sorry, if you two are done giving each other thatlook.”
“What look?” we both asked at the same time.
“The same one our brothers and their wives give each other.” The she gasped. “Oh my God. Are you two like…in love?”
Before Clare could say anything, I said, “We are.”
Angie stood. “I don’t know if I want to celebrate or cry?”
I looked up at her. “Why would you cry?”
“Because Mom is going to find out and then it’s just me. I’m the last one whom she’s going to push into finding a happily ever after!”
Clare took Angie’s hand and gently tugged her back down. “Okay, we’re going to role play as Mike and Jennifer. Imagine it’s a family gathering, and you ask to speak to us alone.”
Angie nodded, stood, and started to rub her hands together nervously.
“Okay, first thing,” I said as I pointed to her hands. “Don’t do that. Mom will think something bad is coming, and this isn’t bad.”
My sister’s eyes filled with tears. “It’s not?”
Clare instantly stood and made her way to Angie, engulfing her in a hug. “Of course this isn’t bad. It might not be the timing you wanted, but it isn’t bad. That baby is going to be so loved.”
“Clare’s right, Angie. Wait, have you told Reece’s parentsyet?”
Angie shook her head. “His mother and father don’t speak to him. I’ve never asked why.”
Clare sat next to me, clapped her hands, and yelled out, “Take two!”
I turned to look at her. “Take two?”
Her cheeks turned pink. “Okay, so I might have always wanted to direct a play or a movie.”
