Alyssa smiled at Krystal, "You'll be first on my list."
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The three women walked out of the room side by side, Krystal with Hannah in her arms again.
"She likes you," Alyssa said, turning to the brunette on the right of her. Krystal smiled happily. "Uhm, ladies, I'll be right back. Running to the Pharmacy, I have to pick up something."
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"You read it," Alyssa cried, passing the small strip out the bathroom door in her house.
"Did you pee on it?" Screeched the teenager on the other side of the door.
"Yes, Chels, that's how it works," replied Alyssa, closing the door, "Just tell me what it says."
"A plus sign?" Chelsea, her best friends daughter replied, holding the strip away from her face.
"Oh, okay," Alyssa said, coming out of the bathroom, "Oh my."
"What does that mean," Chelsea asked, handing Alyssa back the small strip.
"It means I'm preg.. Pre.. Per.. P.. Pregnant," Alyssa stuttered. "Oh my goshhh, I have to call Dan!"
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"Aww, honey, that's great!"
"I know, I'm so excited!" Alyssa squealed, holding the phone to her ear, "I'm going to be a mother all over again. But Dan," the excitment drained from her voice, "Hannah's still in diapers. She still can't walk. How will we do it?"
"In 9 months, Hannah will be 16 months, it won't be that hard. She'll be over a year, it'll be fine."
"Alrighty," Alyssa said, sighing, "I have to go back to work. I love you."
"I love you too," Dan said before he hung up.
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"SARA, KRYSTAL!" Alyssa squealed, running towards the breakroom where Hannah sat playing with Kyrstal and a few plastic cups on the floor, Sara above them writing in a notebook. "I'M PREGNANT!"