Chapter 8

Samantha went back to school on Wednesday and when Tommy showed up to pick her up, he saw Sarah's SUV and he kept driving. On Thursday he visited Sarah like always. When he let himself into the house with his key, he found her crying.

"Oh Tommy, my Samantha is pregnant," she cried leaning her head on his shoulder.

"Oh no, she's what? Fifteen?" he feigned concern while gloating inside. His plan had worked. He'd gotten the mother and the daughter pregnant. This was his crowning achievement. "Did she tell you who the father is?" He already knew the answer or she wouldn't be talking in a normal voice; she would be screaming at him.

"No, she won't tell me. She says that they're in love and want to get married."

"Is she going to keep it?"

"I don't know. I just told her that she's too young to have a baby or to get married."

"Does your husband know?"

"No. I'm afraid to tell him. He will demand that she have an abortion if I tell him. And while I agree with that, I think that I need to convince Samantha and have it be her decision. If I can talk her into it, her father wouldn't even need to know. I just don't know what to do. My god, I never suspected that she was sexually active. I've failed as a mother." Tears rolled down her cheeks.