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I snatched the test stick from the sink and glanced. My heart rate increased, and I tossed the stick away.

“Holy fuck, I'm pregnant.”

     I was holding my stomach as I approached the ramp. I was somewhat shaking. How do I tell the woman who was once my soul mate; turned enemy; turned stranded advisory that I was  going to be having a baby and if we're stuck here long enough, I would've been delivering here at what looked to be a extremely dry desert. The sky was dark gray and heavy clouds were forming, with the sounds of rumbling coming from them. There was nothing but a mountainous desert, caught in the birth of a sand storm.  I spotted Linda running back to the ramp.

“There's a storm coming.” she called out. I saw her face change as she looked at me holding my stomach. “Why are you holding your stomach?” she came closer to me. “I didn't hit you there.” she laughed.

“I'm glad you didn't.”

“Why?”

“Because I'm pregnant.”

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                                                        ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Genevi Engle is an independent  science-fiction/fantasy writer and screenwriter. His other works include Zheroes and The Price Of Immortality. He lives in Illinois with his wife Catrina, and his two boys, John and Noah and his daughter Elizabeth.