“I was. It was exactly the same as what we all saw in Young Robert’s Supernova Six VR prank. Orlando, the tentacle monster, the rebels running train...”
“No! It was different. This happened in a prison. And it was the Supernova Six running train on me, not rebels.”
“But they were in orange suits? Like the rebels?”
“Yes! But that’s just a random coincidence. I’m so sorry. Please don’t be mad. I guess the good news is that the babies might be black.”
“Why is that good news?”
“Because that’s what you want!”
“Why would I want that? Then everyone would know it isn’t mine.”
She stared at me. “But what about the three black guys you picked out at the fertility clinic?”
“What three black guys?”
“The three black guys you chose for me to...meet.”
“Meet? What?” What was she talking about?
Her eyes grew round. “Didn’t you?”
“No. I mean, I may have chosen three black guys. But I chose tons more guys too. I was saying yes to every guy. But that was just because I didn’t care because I knew you wouldn’t get pregnant. And you’re not pregnant now.”
“Yes I am! Rob told me so.”
Rob? What?“Why would you believe anything that ever comes out of Young Robert’s mouth?”
“Because he’s your friend and...”
“He’s not my friend.”
“Yes he is!”
I shrugged.
“Either way, he gave me a new kind of pregnancy test that Hunter Tech has been developing. It’s state-of-the-art. And it said I’m having triplets.”
I shook my head.Young Robert at his finest.“Nothing could detect something like that so quickly. He’s pulling a prank on you.”
“No, he...” her voice trailed off. “Damn it!” She grabbed her phone and started texting furiously. “I need him to admit it was a prank so I can stop sweating.”
“You don’t need him to admit anything. You can’t be pregnant.”
“I swear the story is true!”
Yeah...I didn’t believe her. First she’d recounted Chastity’s version of Hansel and Gretel to me. And now Rob’s Supernova Six plot. She just liked telling stories. “Either way, you’re not pregnant.”
“I can feel them growing inside of me.”
I shook my head. “It’s not possible. Nigel has been putting birth control in your green juice.”
“Wait...you had him give me birth control?”
I knew I was eventually going to have to tell her this. But I was a little worried about how she was going to react. “I’m sorry, Ash. I know you want a baby. But I can’t just sit back and watch you have a baby with another man. I thought getting donations from the fertility clinic would count as sex since the samples would be inside of you. I was hoping a whole cocktail of men could fill you up and one might just happen to be your lesser true love. But then the fertility clinic plan went up in flames. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. But you’re going to have a baby one day. I promise. And it’s going to be mine.”
“Oh thank God!”