• Don walked over to the car thinking that his new "parents" would not like to hear his wife was pregnant already. Heak, his real parents wouldnt like to hear that.
    He opened the car door and sat down. When exsactly was she thinking of telling her parents? The key slid into the egnition. They can't get mad at her. She can't help getting pregnant. Can she?
    The car backed out of the driveway.
    They can't do anything to me or her. Especialy her. Just what would they say? Fear of the un-known is terible.
    Don flipped open his cell-phone. 1413-555-6985, his home phone number.
    "Hello?" Tryiana's tired voice said
    "Hey, I just have a question."
    "Ok, whats that?"
    "When are you going to tell your parents your pregnant?" there was a pause
    "I guess I haddnet thought of that much." she sighed " I don't know. I guess not today, but someday soon. I hope."
    "Ok, you need to tell them soon."
    "I will, I will!"
    "Alright, see you in a couple hours."
    "Yeah, see you then, love you"
    "Love you to, bye"
    "Bye" he flipped the cell phone shut. Now that that was out of the way, he still had to think of something better to say to his "parents" on why Tryiana couldnt come to help.
    Well, she is tired, but so am am I. She's pregnant, but i can't say that. She is having problems with her bellie. No.
    I'll just say she's tired from moving in to the house, no lie's there.
    He pulled into his "parents" house.
    "Donert! Welcome!" Mrs. Vansed said as he got out of the car.
    "Thank you Mrs. Van..."
    "Please! I am your mom now so I don't want Mrs. Vansed anymore! Mom."
    "Ok, thank you mom." she smiled.
    "Better."
    "Donert!" Mr. Vansed shouted. "Come help me put this table down the stairs will you?"
    "Of course Mr. Vansed." he started walking twords the house.
    "Where is Tryiana?" Mrs. Vansed asked.
    "Home." he said simply.
    "Will you tell me why?"
    "She was tired from moving into the house."
    "Oh, and your not?"
    "I am, I just felt it would have been rude if we said we would come, then have both of us not come." he explained
    "of course! You'er so polite! Go on inside and help dad." he contiued to walk inside
    "Oh yes one thing? Call Mr. Vansed "dad", ok?"
    "Of course." and he finaly walked into the house to help.