Chapter 43

There was a long moment of stillness between Brody and I. I stayed sitting on the bathroom floor and he stayed standing in front of the basin; positive pregnancy test in hand. Brody was the first one to break the silence. “Are you crying because you’re unhappy?” he asked me, slight pain in his eyes.

“What? No” I exclaimed, jumping to my feet. “I’m crying because I’m scared Brody. I’m so scared” I told him, my bottom lip quivering as I fought back another swarm of tears.

“But you are happy?” he asked, making no attempt to move forward towards me; so I stood still, wrapping my arms around myself.

“I want your child Brody, I do. But I’m just scared I’m going to fuck it up. I don’t know the first thing about being a mother, and you don’t know the first thing about being a father. I’m worried that we – mostly I – are going to fuck the baby up…just like my parents did to me and my brothers”.

Brody placed the test back into the sink and took a step forward. He stopped in front of me – I quic