I Will Always Love You: A Douriza Story (B...
I walked down the stairs, my hands sweating.
I sat down on the couch next to Dale, who was watching TV.
Louriza: Dale, we need to talk.
Dale: *turns off the TV* About what?
Louriza: Dale, I'm pregnant.
Dale: What?! I am not ready to be a father again!
Louriza: Well, do think I'm ready to be a mother again?! I mean, I'm carrying this thing around in my stomach for christ's sake! I can't just abandon it!
Dale: We are getting an abortion.
Louriza: No! Why would you even think that?!
Dale: Well, maybe it's because OUR LAST CHILD DIED OF CANCER! I'm not going to be a father again! We can not and will not take care of this child!
Louriza: You know what? Maybe you can't take care of this child but I can! By myself! Now, get out of my house!