Chapter Thirty-One
Mom: I miss you. When am I going to see you?I stare at the text. It’s been two days since Ryle found out I’m
pregnant. I know it’s time to tell my mother. I’m not nervous about
telling her I’m pregnant. The only thing that scares me is discussing
my situation with Ryle with her.
Me: Miss you, too. I’ll come over tomorrow afternoon. Can you make
lasagna?
As soon as I close out the text to her, I get another incoming text.
Allysa: Come upstairs and eat dinner with us tonight. It’s homemade pizza
night.
I haven’t been to Allysa’s in a few days. Since before Ryle came
home. I’m not sure where he’s staying, but I assume it’s with them.
The last thing I want right now is to have to be in the same apartment
as him.
Me: Who all will be there?
Allysa: Lily . . . I wouldn’t do that to you. He’s working until 8 tomorrow
morning. It’ll just be the three of us.
She knows me way too well. I text her back and tell her I’ll come
over as soon as I finish up with work.
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“What do babies eat at this age?”
We’re all seated around the table. Rylee was asleep when I got
here, but I woke her up so I could hold her. Allysa didn’t mind; she
said she doesn’t want her wide awake when she’s ready to go to bed.
“Breast milk,” Marshall says with a mouthful. “But sometimes I stick
my finger in my soda and put it in her mouth so she can taste it.”
“Marshall!” Allysa yells. “You better be kidding.”