“No. No way. I had a vasectomy. This test is defective. It has to be. Did you try another one?”
“No.”
“Well, didn’t you have your period last month?”
“I don’t remember!” I shouted.
“How can you not remember?”
“Because I was busy caring for your three children and planning parties!”
He walked over to me and firmly gripped my shoulders.
“We both need to calm down. I’ll run out right now and buy another test. Okay? The store is right on the corner.”
“Okay.” I nodded my head.
Within in fifteen minutes, he walked back into the room with a plastic bag and dumped five additional tests on the bed.
“Go on. Take them, and let’s find out for sure.”
“I can’t pee on command, Lucas.”
“Then you need to start drinking because I’m freaking out here, Jenna.”
“You’re freaking out?” I shouted.
After drinking an entire bottle of water, I was able to take all five tests. As they were lined up in a row on the sink, we both stood there and watched as all five came up positive.
“You call your doctor in the morning, and I’ll call mine,” he said.
“This time, it’s your fault, and I want to hear you say it. Say it, Lucas!”
“It’s my fault,” he shouted. “There, are you happy now?” He walked out of the bathroom, sat on the edge of the bed, and placed his face in his hands.
Sitting next to him, I placed my hand on his thigh.
“I’m sorry. I just can’t believe this.”
“I can’t either.”
He placed his hand on mine and brought it up to his lips.
“I guess it’s meant to be that we’re the parents of four children,” he said.
“Or five.”
“Don’t say that, Jenna. Fuck.”
“What are we going to do?” I asked.
“I don’t know. Live life and raise our kids the best way we know how. Millions of couples have four or more kids. If they can do it, so can we. And one day, our kids will be all grown up, they’ll move out, and we’ll be sitting here wishing we had this time back.”
“Somehow, I don’t think so,” I shook my head.
“Yeah. Me either.”
Chapter Thirty-Nine