Ohio Bound: With His Baby

opped up on my laptop. A wire transfer. I

eros. A million dollars. Then another notification. And another. Within an hour,

to be

ional end to our three years. He wasn't even going to

ed, replaced by a bitter cold. Fine. If this was how he wante

garden and tried to ignore the hateful comments still

tress until I realize

the local drugstore. I sat on the edge of the bathtub in my

iti

nse of calm washing over me. I was

the test, a fierce, protective instinct rose up in me. This baby was mine. I would not let it be

walked out of the bathroom. I was go

o tell my parents,

en I s

king completely out of place, was a blac

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an cold. H