A doctors visit

Victoria held her breath, I released mine. I didn’t know if to be happy or not. Things were easier said than done but now I knew that it was easiest to think of things that even to say them. Actions were always the worst.

“Let’s do it again,” Victoria murmured, her voice shaking with fear, uncertainty, and a little bit of hope. “I bought five strips; I’ll use everything so we can be sure.”

“I don’t think that’s necessary, just try one more and that’s it,” I replied firmly. “Would you pee again, or this urine can still work?”

“I’ll pay again, to be on the safe side.” She said, I stood up and went out of the bathroom. I took up the strip and stared at think single line that stood on it. The line was bold and didn’t look like a mistake. According to this strip I held in my hands, Victoria was not pregnant.

I toyed with it in my hands as I waited for Victoria to call. Her voice rang in the air and the door opened.

We repeated the process, again we held our breath and counted.

The results