“So, how did it go?” Kane asks glancing at me from the driver’s seat and he quickly looks back at the road. “What did you guys talk about?” He adds nervously. I look out the window going through the conversation I had with the mother of his child. She said so much more after we talked about Junior. She gave me insight into the type of father Kane is. It was beautiful to hear how present he was even though he was all the way across the world. It wasn't easy for either of them but they made it work. Her words tugged at my heart because of my pregnancy. I've always known he's meant to be a great father but I can't say I'm not nervous. He’s very demanding you know. She said at one point. Kane I mean. She added. He’s the type of man that wants what he wants when he wants it. “We talked about Junior,” I say when I realize I’ve been silent for too long. “She wanted to make sure that I’m in this for the right reasons,” I say looking back at him.He looks at me for a split second and looks

"I want to start by apologizing for the way things played out." I say when Shalom's mom sits on the sofa in front of mine, She hasn't said anything since I worked through the door 15 minutes ago. She asked her daughter to give us a moment to talk, made us some tea and here we are looking at each other awkwardly. Idon't have the words to express how sorry I am for making her daughter pregnant before marrying her. She probably thinks I'm a dead beat that is going to leave her child with a baby. I had nightmares about this very moment last night. I dreamed she cussed me out, chased me out of her house and made Shalom promise she will never see me again. My heart is in my throat right now. Everything is on the line right now. I want this to go right. I can't lose the love of my life and my child. "Oh?" She says not really giving me anythig to work with. She's not as open as she was the last time we had lunch together. And I understand why, thereason for our meeting today is life alterin

Six months later "Wow, Hi mommy. You look good" Jay says when I walk through the door.  I smile at the look on his face. He's looking at me like he's seeing me for the first time. I unconsciously rub my belly, he's seeing me for the first time wityh my belly this big and I can tell it's a shock. I am showing now and people haven't been shy to let me know I look pregnant."Hi" I say shyly, leaving him at the door. I walk into the living room and sit at one of the sofas. A memory of the night I saw Kane pops into my mind. That is the night my life changed. Had he not invited me to that get  together, I wouldn't be pregnant or dating Kane for that matter. "How are you feeling?" He asks smiling at me. "Can I get you anything?" He says and I shake my head no. He sits on the sofa next to mine and he stares at me. "I feel different." I say and he nods a huge smile plasterred on his face. "I can imagine, y

"Are you going to answer that?" I ask Kane when his phone rings over and over in his car. It's been ringing for a while, whoever wants to get a hold of him really needs to. He's driving us to his house. I left my car at Jay's house so we he can drive us home. I was greateful when he suggested that we he drives becuase I don't think I could have driven mysel. I was so shaky and emotional a few minutes ago.  I didn't want to be in the same place as him in that moment. I hate to admit it but I was feeling like there was no way we could be close again. It was over for me. But now that we're here, I'm happy again. I miss  being close to him. "Yeah," He says and he presses the answer buttomn."Hey...Are you okay?" Olive says and her voice fills the entire car. I feel the sound vibrate in my chest. I feel my breath get heavy. When did they start talking to each other again? Or they never stopped. "Or are you at work? Oh, I didn't think of that," S

"You look like crap," Junior's mother says when I walk into her kitchen. I sit on the bar stool on the island and sigh. She's right, the past two weeks have been a horror show. Shalom is not really talking to me. She asked for some space to think and I had to give it to her. I'm in no position to demand otherwise. "Thanks" I say and she looks at me concerned. She comes to sit on the stool in front of me. "Do you want to talk about it?" She asks after a beat. "I don't know," I say and she frowns. "You still don't talk to anyone about your struggles huh?" She says and my conversation with Shalom hits me like a train. I didn't talk to her and now we're here. The sad part is that we were waiting for me to talk to her. For a whole six months, she was patiently waiting for me to come to her and I never did, instead, I went to my ex. "Did I do that when we were together?" I ask even though I know