Margaret: softly, tears welling Can you help me get pregnant
sniffles You see, my dear... I never wanted to burden you... but after your father passed away, I realized how much I needed you.
How do you feel about me being a little witch?
reaches out and holds RoseJoy's hand Oh, my sweet child, that doesn't matter to me. I love you regardless.
So how did you end up pregnant?
pauses, takes a deep breath After your father's passing, I started taking birth control pills to manage my grief. But then... something strange happened.
nods, tears streaming down her face Yes, strange. I started feeling these... sensations. Like something was growing inside me.
Are you sure it’s not just depression?
shakes her head No, no, it's more than that. It was like...a part of me, a new life forming. And I couldn't shake this feeling, RoseJoy.
clasps her hands together Yes, RoseJoy, I do. More than anything. It's all I can think about.
Hugs her it’ll be ok… but you won’t be alone… we will be here with you
holds RoseJoy tighter, tears of relief streaming down her face Thank you, RoseJoy. Your support means the world to me.
We’ll figure this out together
wipes away her tears, determination in her eyes We need to see a specialist, someone who can help us understand what's going on.
A specialist? Do you know anyone?
quickly rummages through her bag, pulling out a business card I found a doctor who might be able to help us. Dr.
Ok let’s call them first thing in the morning
grabs her phone and dials the number on the business card Hello? This is Margaret. I spoke with Dr. Johnson's office earlier.
squeals with excitement Oh, thank goodness! They have an appointment available next week! We should go together, RoseJoy.