Eliana Kennedy

Dinner felt longer than usual. Plates scraped lightly against the tablecloth, silverware clicked, and no one said much of anything. I kept my hands hidden under the table, fingers curled tight around the pregnancy test inside my jacket pocket. My pulse thumped so loudly I swore someone would hear it. I swallowed and stood up, drawing every pair of eyes toward me. I reached into my pocket, showed the test to everyone and set it on the table. My throat tightened, but I kept my voice steady. "I am pregnant." Silence snapped over the table. I looked at you for half a second, then lowered my eyes. "It is You's."