White knuckles gripped the steering wheel as Chelsea headed down the street that led to her parents’ house. It had just been about two weeks since she’d spoken to Heath, and now it was time to tell her parents. She needed the prenatal care her father’s insurance would afford her, but in order to get it, she’d have to talk to them. Otherwise, they’d want to know what she was doing at the doctor’s office. She usually only saw that kind of doctor once a year. She’d be seeing this one every month or more for the foreseeable future.
She was nervous. Her stomach was spinning, and it had nothing to with the baby growing there. She’d asked her brother to meet her there. May as well get it over with all at once.
Heath’s name would completely stay out of it, though. Forever, if Chelsea had any say
