“Let’s look at the box again.” I pull thebox out, reading all the directions, even all the little warnings. That’s whenI notice the box has an expiration date, and it’s over a year old. I breathe asigh of relief. For both our sakes.
“Well, I think I found the problem.”
“What?” Laura grabs the box out of myhand.
“They’re expired. That’s what we get forbuying pregnancy tests at the mall.” I laugh.
“Kate.” A voice echoes off the walls ofthe bathroom.
“Oh shoot, that’s Luke,” I whisper. Igrab my pregnancy test off the ground, shoving it in my purse. “I’m here, Luke.We’re okay. We will be out in a minute.”
“Okay, I’ll wait here inside the door foryou.”
I walk out of the bathroom stall. “See?I’m fine.” He doesn’t budge, he just gives me a tight smile. I grab Laura’sarm, dragging her out of the stall. “So is Laura.” But he still stands there.Whatever. We both wash our hands and walk out of the bathroomwithLuke.A couple of women pass us on the way out, giving us funny looks.
“Security.” I mutter, but I don’t thinkthey hear me.
“Hey, Luke?”
“Yes.”
“Are my mom and the rest of my familystill shopping?”
“Yes, although your grandmother issitting on a bench near the entrance where we arrived.”
Oh sweet, this gives me an idea. “Do youknow if she’s ready to go back to the hotel?” Luke just stares at me. “Sorry, Ijust thought you might know.” I pull my phone out and dial my mother.
“Hey mom, how’s shopping?”
“These stores are great. I’ve actuallybought a few things.”
“That’s great. So, you’ve still got someshopping left in you?”
“Yes, and I think everyone else does,too. Except your grandma.”
“Well, that’s why I called. I saw hersitting on a bench near the exit. Um—Laura and I are pretty much done, so we’regoing to take grandma and head back to the Upper House.”
“What about our rides?”
“When you’re ready to go, just call thenumber Luke gave you. One of the security guys will meet you out front with theEscalade.”
“Okay, sounds great. Thanks for takinggrandma.”
“No problem, see you later.”
I turn to Luke. “We need to make a stopfirst before we go back to the hotel.”
CHAPTERFIVE
Ten minutes in the Walgreen’s bathroomand three pregnancy tests later, Laura is officially not pregnant.
“Oh my heck, I think I’m going tothrow-up.”
“Why? You’re not pregnant, no morningsickness.”
She slaps my arm. “Ouch.” I feign.
“Why didn’t I do that a week ago when Irealized I was late?”
