"Pike, Christopher - Whisper Of Death.(1991)TXT" - читать интересную книгу автора (Pike Christopher)

"The bad news."

"What?"

"The baby."

He sagged a little. "What are you talking about?" he
asked.

"I'm pregnant." I hastily added, "I'm sorry."

He tried to swallow. It stuck somewhere in his
throat. Then he just stood there, looking at a distant
spot located off to the left side of my eyes. I had never
seen anyone's tan fade so fast.

"Are you sure?" he asked softly, finally.

"I just came from the doctor's." I buried my face in
his chest, hugging him tightly. I fought the tears back,
and it was probably the only fight I had won all day.
Only a few weeks had passed since I had mouthed off
to him at school. How everything had changed. Fall-
ing in love had humbled me to the point of being
pathetic. "Do you hate me?" I asked meekly.

He put his arms weakly around me. "No, of course
not. Why would I hate you?"

"Because I screwed up."

"No, Rox." He pulled me gently off him, and
looked at my face. "You didn't do anything wrong.
We'll get through this together, all right?"

"All right." I took out my handkerchief and blew
my nose. "What are we going to call her?"

He chuckled-it sounded forced. "How do you
know it's a her?"

"I just know," I said. And I did. That should have
told me that something weird was in the air. "How
about if we call her Pebbles? After the baby girl on the
Flintstones? Pebbles and Rox."

Pepper wasn't smiling. "Are you serious?"

"We can call her anything you want."