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but she kept giving me a strange look.
“It’s okay to like Colby,” she said.
I felt heat rush into my cheeks. “Who says I
do?” I shot back.
She gave me a teasing smile. “It’s pretty
obvious. You two seem to respond to each other.
John and I even talked about it last night.”
“Really,” I said, not sure what to do with
that piece of information.
Before I could ask her anything else,
Allison threw up into the water.
When she straightened up, she sighed and
wiped at the back of her mouth. “Sorry.”
“That’s all right,” I said. “Are you okay?”
“No,” she said. “I think I’m pregnant.”
I stared at her. “Oh my gosh. That’s . . .
great.”
“It’s not great. Now’s not the right time,”
Allison said. “It wasn’t a good time even before
this alien invasion happened, and now—I really
don’t know what to do.”
“What does John think?”
“John doesn’t know yet.”
Before I could say anything else, I heard
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