“I’m going to go check the test.”
“No, wait!” I called and tried to get to my feet, suddenly dizzy again.
“Sit down, I won’t look at it. I’ll just bring it back in here.” She left the room, and I sank back to the couch, putting my head in my palms until she was seated beside me. “You ready?”
“No. I’m not,” I whined.
“Come on! This could be good news!”
My head snapped up. “How could me being pregnant and alone be good?”
“You wanted a child; let’s see if you are going to have one. You’re not alone, Lexi.”
I nodded, and she held her hand out, her palm closed over the center part of the stick to hide the results. She uncurled her hand, and I stared at the screen. Tears began to pool in my eyes, and then I hung my head and sobbed.