Double entendres

I knew Pierce had gotten the DNA results when he called me to get my sister ready for the move. He had already made arrangements for my things to be boxed and moved to his house, from my apartment.

For the second time, I made Lily pack her life up. She seemed more upset now, than the last time, and I found myself defending Pierce’s actions while admitting to the mistakes I made.

“You have to understand, Lily. He’s not like us…”

“…It was my fault I should’ve told him from the start…”

“….yes, I know, but I was the one who assumed that he would want me to abort, he didn’t say it…”

She only stopped arguing after Hannah told her to not stress me and the baby further.

She might have taken it too literally because she refused to utter a word to me.

I got answers to my questions in grunts or nod of head.

The ride to our new home was silent.

As we entered the place, I realized why Pierce had called this place a house instead of a home. There was nothing personal in it. No pictures nothing.