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“There’s no place I’d rather be, Butterfly No one I’d rather be with”

Claire grinned an

d said, “I love you, too”

I told Claire to go ahead and eat, and I nibbled When our plates had been cleared and the check had been paid, Claire and I headed back past the cigarette machine and the old wall phone to the ladies’ room

I took the honancy test into a stall My hands shook and the instruction sheet rattled, but I perforht the little stick out to where Claire aiting for me

Claire said, “What are we hoping for? Positive or no?”

“Que será será,” I said

The refrain to an old song ined that hters anted to know their futures It meant, “What will be will be”

Claire and I waited thirty seconds, and together we stared at the stick

“Look it There’s only one bar,” Claire said, exa the tester “That would be a no”

Imy breath, because I exhaled deeply

“You okay, Linds?”

I leaned against a sink and said, “I’ is wrong I feel … fatigued Depressed Nauseated”

“How long has this been going on?”

“The last feeeks”