Monday morning Debra was still not feeling better. She had called her dr and made an appt. If it was what she thought, she didn't want to say anything until she knew for sure. As she was clearing away the dishes Amy walked in.
"Hey Deb." She said cheerfully.
"Hi Amy. " She replied looking at her watch, "Shouldn't you be at work?"
"Oh I took today off. I have some errands to run." Amy watched her friend and could tell she was not herself, "Are you alright? Did you and Ray have an argument?"
Debra smiled, "Oh no, things are never better between us. He has really changed and not having Frank and Marie around so much is another plus. Since they moved to New Jersey it's been wonderful."
"Well then what is it. I can tell something is wrong." Amy said.
Debra sat down at the table, "I just don't feel well and I think I know why."
Amy seemed confused, "Why?"
"I think I'm pregnant." Debra said for the first time out loud to anyone.
Amy's jaw dropped, "Are you sure?"
"Well no, so I am going to the dr today. I know you said you have errands but could you come with me?" Debra asked
"Of course I can. I have to get my car worked on but you can follow me to the garage and we can go to the dr from there okay? Amy suggested.
"Yeah, that's great, thanks Amy." Debra said taking a sip of her coffee.
"Deb, how do you feel about this? Do you want to be pregnant?"
Debra sighed, "I don't know. It must have happend that night we first got back together. We were so carried away and we didn't have any...well you know and the timing is right."
Amy smiled patting Debra's hand, "Do you think Ray will be happy if you are?"
"I don't know about that either. The kids are just getting old enough to do for themselves more and he and I can have more time for each other. To have to deal with a baby again, I don't know."
The next day Debra nervously waited for the drs office to call with the test results. She hated the waiting and couldn't concentrate on anything. Finally about 1:15 the phone rang.
"Hello," she said hopefully.
"Hey, swizzle stick, how's it going?" It was Ray on the other end.
"Oh hi honey." She said unable to mask her disappointment.
"Who were you expecting, Brad Pitt?" he asked sarcastically.
Debra smiled a little, "I'm sorry. I thought you were Amy, she needs a ride to get her car."
"Oh, well I was just wondering if you needed anything. Are you still feeling queasy?"
"A little but I'm fine. But would mind picking up dinner for you and the kids?" She asked
"Sure, baby. How about after dinner I give you one of my famous massages?" He offered.
"Mmm, I can't wait. Thank you sweetie." As she hung up the phone she wondered how she would tell Ray if she really was pregnant.