Chapter 45 - A Pregnancy Test

• The Next Day
• Maggie’s eyes bore into me as I swirled my oatmeal for the hundredth time. “Can you please stop staring at me? I told you I’ll eat.” Picking up a glob of the sugary meal, I look at the mass that seems to bubble on the utensil. My stomach turns, and I toss the spoon back into the bowl and dart to the bathroom. I try to vomit, but nothing comes out and eventually I plop onto the floor. “That was so dramatic,” I muttered. I wick sweat from my face as my breathing returns to normal.