Part 2

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Mare's POV


"What! Wait, what led you to that?" Farley's freaking out. I don't know why I told the truth. 

   "Well, I've been tired for a month and this morning when I puked my guts out, I didn't have a fever." 

  "Okay. does Cal know about this?"  I shake my head. "Does anyone know about this?" Again, I shake my head. 

"No just you." 

  "Well, are you late?"  Now that I think about it I am. Oh. No!

 "A week maybe." 

"Have you taken a test?"  

   "No, I have some I just didn't have time to take one before I left this morning." I know Farley sees the words in between.  I didn't want Cal to know.  I mean at least not yet. He's my husband and I'm sure he'd be happy, overjoyed actually, he's so good with kids. I just don't want to tell him anything until it's confirmed.

 "Okay I'm gonna go to the store and get you one because I don't have one here and you're coming with me."   

   "Okay." I'm really glad I have Farley she's the closest thing I have to a big sister.   

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   We're standing in line for the check out with Clara's allergy medicine and the test. It's not that I'm sacred to take the test or about what the results will be, I'll be happy no matter what they are come to think of it I might be disappointed if it's negative, but I am sacred of what people will say if it's positive.  Will they be mad or happy or worst of all will they be mad at Cal? Oh I don't want to think about it. Before I know it, we're up. We hand the guy our stuff and he says. "Such a cute mother and daughter."  

"Oh, no! I'm only four years older than her." Farley says.

  "So, sisters then."  

 "Yeah, you could say that." I'm surprised, I didn't think she thought of me that way. I'm happy that she does. It's just that I didn't expect her to say it. when we're headed back to the car I say,

 "Thanks!"       

"Don't worry about it." She says. 

I nod.  "Now let's get home so we can find out if your actually pregnant." 



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