Leo nodded slowly. “Okay. Then I need to talk to my boss about a raise.”
The plastic stick on the edge of the sink had two pink lines. Madi Collins stared at them until her vision blurred, as if the lines might rearrange themselves into a single, negative line if she just concentrated hard enough. They didn’t. The cheap linoleum floor of the gas station bathroom felt cold even through the soles of her sneakers. She was eighteen years old, three weeks past high school graduation, and according to this $12 test from the drugstore, her entire future had just split into two distinct paths. madi collins 18 and pregnant
“Hey, little one,” he said, his voice breaking. “I’m your dad.” Leo nodded slowly