A Child of Another Story
To give my girlfriend a surprise on our anniversary, I forced myself to finish five days' worth of business in just three.
I rushed back overnight. However, the moment I reached my front door, I stopped. Laughter and lively chatter spilled out from inside.
Only a minute earlier, Sheila Jones had texted me, saying she was home alone and missed me badly.
Then I heard someone call out from the room:
"Sheila, your turn! Truth or dare, and make it a good one!"
"Oh, you're all so nosy," she laughed. "Fine, I'll tell you, but you can't tell Erick."
"Come on, say it already! Like we'd ever tell."
"My first time," she said, "was with Yoel."
The room erupted in knowing laughter and teasing cheers. I stood frozen.
Yoel Lewis?
Was not he supposed to be Sheila's closest guy friend?
Before I could even wrap my head around it, Yoel chuckled and added lightly,
"First time? That's not all. We even had a kid together."
I pushed the door open and stepped inside, smiling as I looked at the two of them.
"Really?" I said calmly. "Then where's the child?"