Chapter 23

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Chapter 23

three times I’d attempted to tell Bryant about my pregnancy, and each

just wasn’t meant

I was relieved that I never got the chance to tell him, which

him post-divorce were slim to none in a city as vast as RiverCity. He might go his whole life without knowing about the child we

Christine agreed, “No kid wants a deadbeat dad. Keeping it from him is the right

“Your car’s at Dave’s Garage, getting fixed after that nasty

it u go, and your driver,

hover around me all day, not working?

the way of love, but he never skimped on the material things like

keep an eye on things for a couple more days, and here you are, talking about driving. In your dreams,” Christine playfully scolded, stopping herself just in time from poking my forehead,

off, Christine almost lit a cigarette but then remembered I was pregnant and put it back. “I was thinking we could visit the cemetery, but with the shock you’ve had, plus

“Sounds good.” I agreed.

would live there, erasing every trace of me. Soon enough, Bryant would probably

I saw many missed calls. They were all from Bryant.

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