Who: Alma and Carlos Where: The clinic. When: This evening. Warnings: Eh, doubtful. Possibly some light swearing, wont be anything to slao an 'R' on.
It was the hardest secret Alma had ever had to keep, and she'd nearly felt inclined to tell Mark about it the past weekend. That wouldn't have been fair to Ennis, or Bobby, whom she'd kept it from for an entire year and some odd weeks. Even if Ennis didn't remember. And now her doctor had left the clinic to do some kind of work elsewhere. Joy. She didn't want to believe it, but she knew it was certainly possible, as she sat on the table in one of the exam rooms, she just hoped if it did happen, confidentiality wouldn't be a problem. It she wasn't free of it yet, she'd know it wasn't something she could take care of and act like it hadn't happened and she'd tell Bobby herself.
For now, she waited, the doctor would be with her sortly.