Chapter 32

• Tyra POV
• I drive back to the house slowly. I have no idea what to tell Michael. I do not know if he will be happy or if he will be mad. We talked about this, but we knew it would not be possible with my age. This is crazy. I am too old to be pregnant.
• I pull into the driveway, and I sit in the truck. For some reason, I start crying. I cannot stop crying. Michael comes out of the house. He walks up to the truck. He opens the door. "Tyra, are you okay?" Michael asks me.