Brother's Friend Becomes My Baby's Dad
Aimee had some fun on a fighting game, though I suspected Lamar might have gone easy on her.
Whenever we came near my favorite, the dance game, Aimee and Nicole turned me around the other way. We all knew I couldn’t play it. It was too strenuous for my pregnancy.
At one point, I had a craving for cheese fries and went alone to buy some. When I returned to the others, I overheard the end of a conversation.
“You know she’s pregnant,” Aimee said.
“I do,” Lamar replied.
They were at the fighting game again, their backs to me.