Cayla didn’t want her boyfriend telling anyone about their mistake. Not ever.  She didn’t even want to believe their mistake was real. That’s why she was up again peeing on sticks while the entire world was sleep. Her pee dripped from her body to the stick. Squeezing the stick tight, she prayed it would prove the others wrong. Hope, horror, and impatience climbed up her legs. The two pink lines grew, her hands shaking. Maybe she should pee on another. Maybe she should accept this pregnancy as her new reality.  She wrapped each stick in three folds of toilet paper…