Lilac
Eratu was about eight weeks pregnant, making her eligible for a scan. Maybe if I convince her to get a scan, and she hears the baby's heartbeat, she might change her mind about the abortion.
" I want to go with you to the clinic then," I said.
" Why?" she asked suspiciously.
" You will need someone to support you. It feels good knowing someone is out there waiting for you," I told her. I saw her swallow, and she nodded.
" Well, today is good for me, shall we?"
I waited for her to get ready, and in thirty minutes, she was there. I drove her to the clinic. Eratu was eager to do this.
" I'm so glad it's finally time. You have no idea how much money I lost because of the pregnancy sicknesses. This one time, I was giving a client a private lap dance when I buffed all over him
