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much different from ordering a bacon, lettuce, and
tomato sandwich.

Dr. Adams stood and squeezed my shoulder. "You
think about what you want to do. Talk to your father
and your boyfriend if you wish. But don't let anyone
make the decision for you. OK?"

"OK. Thank you, doctor."

I paid the nurse at the front and drove home. My
car was overheating-I had to stop twice and cool the
radiator down with water. It was four in the afternoon
on a blue Monday. I knew Pepper was at work, driving
around town with his bright floral arrangements.
There was no reason I couldn't wait until he was off to
tell him the news. After all, I had already waited so
long. But I needed a friend. I didn't really have anyone
except Pepper. My best friend, Susan Duggin, had
moved to Florida the previous year. I realized right
then how superficial the rest of my friendships were.
My boyfriend was the only one I could imagine myself
talking to about my problem.

I caught him as he was loading the last of his
deliveries in the van. It was funny-I had never seen
him so happy to see me. He gave me a big hug and a
kiss, and plucked a rose from an arrangement and
fixed it in my hair. All that before I could say a word.

But then I didn't have to say much. He was staring
at my face now. If he saw half of what I felt he must
have been in shock. I felt sorry for him right then.
Heck, I felt sorry for me. We had our whole lives in
front of us. The last few days he had been talking
about driving to L.A. We'd get a place in Venice by the
beach, he said, and walk by the water every evening. I
just smiled. It sounded so wonderful. But he didn't
even know if he loved me.

"What is it, Rox?" he asked.

"I have some good news and I have some bad news.
What do you want to hear first?"

He hesitated. "The good news."

"It's yours."

"What's mine?"