PART 3 My heart dropped. “What does that mean?” “It means I don’t want to speculate.” Sophie turned her head toward me. “Mom?” I leaned down. “I’m here.” “Am I pregnant?” I swallowed. “We’re going to find out.” “But everybody keeps looking at me like I did something bad.” “You didn’t.” “Then why is Dad…

PART 3 Her face reddened. “You make it sound as though we have been exploiting you.” I could have listed everything. The early mornings. The late dinners. The school pickups. The laundry. The deliveries. The errands that always seemed to become emergencies the moment I said I wanted an afternoon to myself. I could have…

PART 3 She repeated the word so quietly that I almost wished she had shouted it. “You think this is a game, David?” “No. That’s not what I meant.” “Then what did you mean?” I rubbed my face with both hands. I wanted her to yell. I wanted her to throw the folder at me,…

PART 3 My heart dropped. “What does that mean?” “It means I don’t want to speculate.” Sophie turned her head toward me. “Mom?” I leaned down. “I’m here.” “Am I pregnant?” I swallowed. “We’re going to find out.” “But everybody keeps looking at me like I did something bad.” “You didn’t.” “Then why is Dad…

PART 3 Her face reddened. “You make it sound as though we have been exploiting you.” I could have listed everything. The early mornings. The late dinners. The school pickups. The laundry. The deliveries. The errands that always seemed to become emergencies the moment I said I wanted an afternoon to myself. I could have…

PART 3 She repeated the word so quietly that I almost wished she had shouted it. “You think this is a game, David?” “No. That’s not what I meant.” “Then what did you mean?” I rubbed my face with both hands. I wanted her to yell. I wanted her to throw the folder at me,…