Say Yes by Mellie George

will.
Thanks again,” I said, and got out of the car. I waved at him as he drove
away.  As soon as I walked inside, I took my coat off and hung it by the door. 
“Anyone here?”
                Daisy called
from the kitchen. “In here, Lil. I just made a sandwich, do you want one?”
                I laughed and
said, “Dais, I just got back from lunch. I am completely stuffed.  And how in
the world can you be hungry?” I walked into the kitchen just as she was sitting
down at the table.  I started to put the condiments back into the refrigerator.
                “Well, I threw
up again once I got back home.  Now I feel better, and I want to eat.”
                “Daisy, in all
seriousness, have you thought about going to the doctor? I know you are
stressed out, but it can’t be good for you to be throwing up as much as you say
you have been.”
                “Lil, I’m
fine, don’t worry.”
                Then,
something crossed my mind that hadn’t before. “Daisy, can I ask you a
question?”
    “Um,
sure, I guess.”
    “Is
there any way at all you could be pregnant?”
                Daisy laughed
so hard she almost spit out her food. “Um, there is no way in hell I could be pregnant. 
Jack and I use protection. And besides, I already ruled that out. I took a test
a few days ago. Negative,” she said.
                “Well, I know
sometimes the tests don’t pick up the pregnancy hormone if you take it too
early.” I noticed her eyes widen slightly, and I answered, “Not me. A
coworker.”
                “Look, I know
that I am not pregnant, but will it make you feel better if I take another
one?”
                “Actually, it
would. Thank you,” I said, and placed the jar of mustard in the refrigerator. 
I placed my tiramisu on the top shelf, and then shut the door.
                “Okay, I will
buy a test tonight and take it in the morning. That’s the best time to take
one.”
                I sat down at
the table next to her. “So, what are your plans for the night?”
                “Well, I was
thinking about hitting Brody’s Bar. You want to come?”
                “Yeah, why
not? It will be my first time there. Last time I was home I wasn’t old enough
to get in.”
                “Awesome!
Saturday night is karaoke night, it will be fun.” She took another bite of her
sandwich, and asked me, “So, how was your lunch with Luke? Did you two talk
about things?”
                “Well, in a
roundabout way, yes. He knows that I’m only here for a few weeks, and that I
want nothing more than to be friends.”
                “Great. And he
was on the same page?”
                “Yeah. He even
agreed to keep it quiet if we hang out. Don’t want people getting the wrong
idea about us.”
                “Wait a
second. You told him not to tell anyone if you two meet up to hang out?  Lil,
that’s kind of weird.”
                “Why is that
weird?  I want to spend time with him as a friend, but I don’t want people in
town talking and taking the focus off of Vi’s wedding.”
                “Well, that
may be, but did you think about how Luke may have taken that?”
                “How?”
                “Like I did. 
It’s weird.”
                “Okay, I will
clarify what I meant the next time I see him. I am not ashamed to be his
friend, but I just know how people in this town talk. I want to be his friend
without everyone’s eyes on me.”
                “Okay then.
So, change of subject. How was lunch? Where did y’all go?” she asked, and I sat
down at the table, recounting my lunch with Luke.  Oh man, what if Daisy was
right? I didn’t mean to make Luke feel bad or anything. I wasn’t ashamed to be
hanging out