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She said, "Oh, Chloe." Her speech had a touch of sadness in it. "Hello," I said, my pregnancy test nearly blowing a hole in my wallet, and the last person I intended to do was let her in so she could go about her business of making a dinner while scolding Jason. She explained, "I'm here to arrange an involvement with my brother." "What type of intervention?" says the narrator. "A buddy of Kyra's works at Walgreens." "Oh..." I despised living in a metropolis that resembled a little hamlet on some days. Many famous spouses would send an assistant out to get the medical examination, but I didn't want to tell anybody at work about my suspicions until I spoke with Jason. It could've been a lot worse. At the very least, this store clerk had called Kyra Jessica's granddaughter and my niece r
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