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Starla's Stalling
Starla claimed she was unable to get a doctor’s appointment. While she claimed she could schedule one for mid-January, well after the deadline I had given her, she said not a single doctor qualified to determine whether or not she was pregnant was available before the day I told her she had to be out by.
“So, you see, Harlow,” she said to me as we sat in the living room in Grandma’s house, “you’re just going to have to give me an extension.”
I stared at her for a long moment before I reached into my pocket, pulled out my cell phone, searched for OBGYNs in the area, skipped right over the one I’d gone to see myself, and selected the second one, a Dr. Kemp in the next town over. “Try this one,” I told her.
She looked at my phone and said, “I already did
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