Everything Rachel has given up is called into question when her twin sons return from their college program and declare they never want to see her again. However, the reality of their father’s unexpected return pushes Rachel to choose between defending her history and standing up for her family’s future.
The first emotion I had after becoming pregnant at the age of 17 was not dread. It was embarrassing.
I was already learning how to reduce myself, so it wasn’t due of the infants; I loved them before I even knew their names.
I was learning how to hide my belly behind food trays and how to occupy less area in classrooms and halls. While my body was changing and I was learning how to smile, the females around me went prom dress shopping and kissed unplanned, clear-skinned boys.
During third period, I was learning how to keep saltine crackers down while they blogged about homecoming. I was watching my ankles grow and wondering if I would still graduate while they were anxious about college applications.
It was all latex gloves, WIC forms, and ultrasounds in dark exam rooms with the volume turned down low; my world wasn’t full of fairy lights and formal dances.
Evan had declared his love for me.
With flawless teeth, a varsity starter, and a smile that let professors overlook his tardy homework, he was the quintessential golden kid. In between classes, he would kiss my neck and declare that we were soulmates.
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