She saw the sadness on her friend’s face and said nothing, letting her vent.
“Fourteen-year-old twins are hard. Neville and Shamia are insane. My baby is only four and he soaks up their energy. I have teenagers in my house and now I’m going to have a newborn too.”
“How far along do you think you think you are?”
“I missed two periods, but you know me, Briar. I miss periods all the bloody time. I’m not regular and it’s why I have a stash of pregnancy tests in my house! If I have six periods a year, it’s an anomaly.” She sighed, “but two months ago, I realized on a Friday I had missed Wednesday and Thursday’s pills. I tripled them up and prayed for the best.”
“You didn’t take extra precautions,” at Marie’s raised eyebrow she held her hands up defensively, “not judging.”
“We used condoms
