One That Came Back by Lexy Timms

jogged back to Angela’s car. “Let’s go!” she said, slamming the door shut quickly.
    “What’s wrong?” Angela pulled the car into reverse. She still looked anxious but at least she hadn’t been crying.
    “Evan!” Emily hissed. “He came up to me in the store.”
    “What a jerk! Hold on. I’ll get us out of here.” Angela reversed then shoved the car into drive before peeling out of the drug store parking lot like her tires were on fire.
    “Was he following you?” Angela asked as she glanced out the rear view mirror.
    “I don’t know. I don’t think he’d wait for us at a bridal store. I haven’t seen him in months. I thought he’d moved on with his life.”
    Angela snorted. “The guy doesn’t have a life.”
    “I’ll have to renew the restraining order. Or whatever it is you have to do to get it extended. Apparently it expired yesterday.”
    “I’ll ask Justin. He’ll know.”
    They drove in silence the rest of the way to Angela’s house. Evan didn’t follow and Emily let herself relax. Maybe it had just been a coincidence. A scary, freak coincidence.
    They headed inside and Emily sent her sister straight to the bathroom with a stick.
    “ I don’t know if I can do this,” Angela said through the bathroom door. “What am I supposed to do? You have the box.”
    “It couldn’t be easier. Just pee on the end of the stick.”
    Angela became quiet, and a minute later Emily heard the toilet flush.
    “How long?” called Angela through the door a few minutes later.
    “The box says five minutes,” Emily replied.
    “This is the longest five minutes of my life. Nothing’s happening.”
    “Well, that’s a good sign.”
    “What if there’s something wrong with the test?” Angela opened the door and pointed to the stick on the sink. “I don’t think I did it right.”
    “We have two others if we need them.” Emily came in carrying the kit.
    “Emily, I really think something is wrong with the test. Nothing’s showing in the display window.”
    “Give it another minute, Ang.”
    Angela picked up the white stick and held it out to Emily. “Look, there’s only one faint line. It doesn’t even look like a line. Maybe it’s too early to test. Maybe one line means yes.” She grabbed the box from Emily and checked the side.
    “Pregnant would be two lines. So you aren’t if there’s only one.”
    Angela shook her head. “I don’t believe it. I think the sticks expired or something. Maybe it read wrong somehow.”
    “Here, gimme one. I’ll show you. I’ll do one myself. You’ll see the exact same result.” She unwrapped the test stick.
    “Not while I’m in here! Eww!” Angela rushed out of the bathroom and closed the door behind her.
    Emily laughed. “Like you’ve never seen me pee!”
    “Not since I was like five!”
    Laughing, she peed on the end of the stick for five seconds like the test said and waited. One line came up, a little darker than Angela’s but similar. She opened the door and showed Angela. “See, there is nothing wrong with the test.”
    Angela gingerly took the end of the stick that was clean. She looked at it and then at her sister. “Are you sure? Because there are two lines here.”
    “No, there isn’t.”
    “Look!”
    Emily took the stick back from her sister and stared it at. She couldn’t believe that second line would come out in the space of handing it to Angela.
    Angela started giggling. “Now are the sticks off?”
    “They must be.” She couldn’t take her eyes off the stick, except to check her watch. It had been less than two minutes and two lines?
    Angela pushed her out of the bathroom. “Let me try the third stick.”
    Emily stood outside the door staring at the stick. She’d always been irregular and never paid much attention, but how long ago had she seen Luke? Three months? She would have noticed something, right? The sticks had to be off.
    Angela came out with the stick. “Same line on mine. Like the other one.”
    “Oh