It's A Girl. It's A Little Girl,

I'll Show Luke I Can Fit Into The City. I'll Show Him I Can Be A True New Yorker. I'll Go The Gym, And Then I'll Eat A Bagel, And I'll ... Shoot Someone, Maybe? Or Maybe Just The Gym Will Be Enough.

Our Whole Family Thrives Under Pressure. It's Like Our Family Motto Or Something. Apart From My Brother Peter, Of Course. He Had A Nervous Break Down. But The Rest Of Us.

Okay. Now My Skin Is Really Prickling. I've Read All The Harry Potter Books, All Five Of Them. I Don't Remember Any Half-blood Prince. "what's This?" Trying To Sound Casual, I Point At The Ad, "what's Harry Potter And The Half-blood Prince?" "that's The Latest Book," Garth The Other Trainee, Says. "it Came Out Ages Ago." I Can't Help Gasping. "there's A Sixth Harry Potter?" "there's A Seventh Out Soon!" Diana Steps Forward Eagerly. "and Guess What Happens At The End Of Book Six-" "shh!" Exclaims Nicole, The Other Nurse. "don't Tell Her!

You Panicked". Venetia's Voice Is Suddenly Throbbing, As Though She Can't Control A Long-buried Anger. "you Panicked, Luke, And We Lost The Best Relationship That We Had. Everyone Was Jealous Of Us At Cambridge, Everyone. We Were Perfect Together." We Weren't Perfect!" He Looks At Her Incredulously. "and I Didn't Panic---" You Did! You Couldn't Cope With The Commitment! It Frightened You!" It Did Not Frighten Me!" Luke Shouts, Exasperated. "it Made Me Realize You Weren't The Person I Wanted To Have Children With. Or Spend The Rest Of My Life With. Ever. And That's Why I Ended It!

I Mean, When I Think About It, What's More Important? Clothes - Or The Miracle Of New Life?