"Mean what?" I murmured.
"Having my baby. Mum and I were trying for one but she never caught."
"Let me think a minute." Obviously I was unprotected -- why would I need the pill? I counted the days back and conjured an ovulation chart into my mind from the medical books I had read during slack times at the library. My periods were as regular as clockwork. As they would say in the States, I was as fertile as a turtle. Maybe one of his wigglers was wiggling its way now. There was nothing I could do about it anyway -- the pharmacist was closed for the next four days so I couldn't even get a 'morning after pill. I felt myself willing that wiggler on.
"Yes, Greg," I whispered. "I'll carry our baby."
~oOo~
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