"I know, it's just-" Abigail began. She didn't know what she wanted, she knew she didn't want a kid but what if Ed did? She was so fucked, she hadn't wanted this. It was just supposed to be fun, a distraction, something to make her not think about anything. "-I don't know. I mean, thanks. I just don't know what to do."

Abigail pressed her lips together, glancing at Corry in a slightly guilty way. She thought they'd been safe, always, but she couldn't say that for definite. There might have been times when they were too much in a rush or when she just hadn't cared in that one moment.

"I- I should've been more careful. We should've," Abigail muttered, the touch to her hair making her turn her head and look at Corry curious. It was almost the same way her mom kept brushing Gabby's hair. "Yeah, I think so. I think I'm ready. I feel like I'm going off to be shot or something."