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“You’re getting a little low,” Emma Leigh announced, once again breaking into Jo Ellen’s thoughts as she emerged from the bathroom with a bundle of maxi pads in hand. “But don’t worry, I left you enough to last through the week.”
“Thanks.” Jo Ellen stared at another clean sheet of paper. Suddenly, she frowned and lifted her face. “Wait a second.” Her words stopped her twin in the doorway. As Em turned back to cock her a questioning glance, Jo Ellen squinted. “Why do you need my pads?”
Em rolled her eyes. “Well…I’m doing this art project for a class, see, and I thought they’d make an amazing focal piece.” When Jo Ellen opened her mouth, Emma snorted. “What do you think I need them for? Hello. I’m having my period.”
“But…” Jo Ellen blinked, confused. “How can you be having your period? I haven’t started yet, and I always start a day before you.”
Em drew in a long breath and leaned against the doorway as if impatient about Jo Ellen detaining her for such a lame conversation. “Maybe I’m early.” She gave a careless shrug.
Jo Ellen shook her head adamantly. “No. You’re never early. I’m—” The next word stuck in her throat. Realizing what this could mean, she gasped.
Emma Leigh caught on a second later. Her eyes sprang open wide, and she pushed away from the doorframe. “Ohmigod, you’re late?”
“No,” Jo Ellen spit out the denial, but her body felt so cold. She could only imagine how her expression must appear, but a white-faced Emma Leigh charged back into her room and plopped onto the corner of her bed, looking as scared and pale as Jo Ellen felt.
“Are you saying you might be—”?
“Don’t you dare finish that sentence.”
“But—”
“It’s just stress,” Jo Ellen assured both her twin and herself. “I’m only late because of all the stress.”
“What do you have to be stressed about?” Em cried.
Oh, maybe the fact she’d cheated on her boyfriend and she wasn’t even sure exactly how far she’d gone with his archrival, or maybe because she was disappointed with herself on every level possible.
“It’s our senior year,” she evaded, thinking quick. “We need to make a decision about college and applying to different universities, not to mention ACT tests and SATs and—”
“Oh, my God.” Emma Leigh groaned. “You are such a worrywart.” She swiped a hand across her forehead. “Thanks a lot for scaring the shit out of me. I thought you were pregnant or something.” When Jo Ellen just stared at her, petrified by that word, Emma froze. “You’re not pregnant. Are you?”
Slowing shaking her head, Jo Ellen said, “No. I don’t think so.”
“You don’t think so?” Emma Leigh exploded, hopping off the bed to set her hands on her hips. “What do you mean you don’t think so? Are you pregnant or not?”
“Shh.” Jo Ellen glanced pointedly toward the open door of her room. “Will you keep it down? What if someone heard you?”
“Well, are you or not?”
“I don’t know,” Jo Ellen whispered before she snapped, “Sit down!”
Emma Leigh had started pacing the room and it was making her dizzy. When her twin plopped onto the mattress beside her, she stared at the blank sheet of paper in her lap, realizing she was about to write a letter to Cooper Gerhardt, asking if they’d had sex.
Forget cold, her body turned absolutely glacial. She swallowed, feeling ill. If she was really pregnant…then who was the baby’s father?
“Oh, God.” She shook so hard she dropped her pen.
“What’re we going to do?” Emma Leigh croaked, her expression dazed.
Too scared to think beyond the panic, Jo Ellen reached out. Em anxiously caught her fingers and held on for dear life. Not sure why her sister looked so scared when this was happening solely to her, Jo Ellen didn’t question the empathetic support, she merely squeezed back, hoping this was a nightmare. She’d wake up any second and everything would just be—
“Hey, girls.” Amy Bennett, Grady’s long-time girlfriend appeared in the doorway, making both twins yelp out a startled scream. Amy paused at their outburst and eyed them suspiciously. “What’s going on?”
Amy had left for college at the beginning of the semester just as Grady had. No doubt back for the weekend, she must’ve just arrived at their house to wait for Grady to make it home. She and Grady each attended a different university—Amy getting her education degree and Grady striving for business management. Both usually returned to Tommy Creek every weekend to see each other.
Jo Ellen, however, was more concerned about what Amy had heard than her sudden appearance in her bedroom doorway.
“Jo Ellen might be pregnant,” Emma Leigh blurted.
