Chapter Eleven
LISA
Present Day, April 1st
"How do I look?" I turn around, giving my friend Violet a hopeful smile.
"Pregnant," she says, eyeing me critically.
"Are you sure?" I can't already look pregnant, can I? I mean, I can button my shirts... barely.
"Oh honey," she says with a giggle and a shake of her head. "Denial ain't just a river in Egypt. Danny may already know, but you're going to have to 'fess up to everyone else."
I push down the bubble of panic her words induce. "Don't I just look like I've been eating my feelings, still devasted from a break-up?"
She snorts. "With Leo? Puh-leeze. Nobody misses his sorry a*s. Not even you."
Truth. Leo was my on-again off-again, now permanently off, reminder of why dating boys in bands is a bad idea.
Violet waves at me with both ha
