"I'm going to be a father."
Wes whistled. "Shit, man. Congrats. By the sound of your voice, I'm guessing you're happy about it?"
"I'm not unhappy about it."
"Well, that's a good start. How does the mother feel?"
I thought back to Jo's reaction and her whipping the the pregnancy tests at me. "I think it's safe to say she's still in shock."
"I guess the complicated relationship just got more complicated."
"Oh, yeah. These upcoming months are about to be interesting."
"Well, don't let her push you away. Women tend to do that when they're scared."
Didn't I know it. Jo would absolutely be pushing me away if I didn't do something about it from the start.
"I don't have any intention of letting that happen."
"Good for you, brother. I'll contact Ghost and tell them what's up. You won't hear directly from them, but I'll keep you posted and again congrats."
"Thanks and I really do appreciate it more than you know."
"Anytime."
I hung up the phone. One problem down. Probably a dozen more to go.
CHAPTER TEN
Jo
Today was no better than the days prior, and if I was smart, I would've taken Grams’ suggestion and stayed home as long as I needed. But that wasn't what I planned to do. As much as working at the diner was only supposed to be a side gig, I had come to rely on that money. With a baby on the way, it was more important than ever that I saved up as much as I possibly could.
That was the only motivation for dragging my ass out of the house and over to the diner to work.
"Oh, dear." My grandmother fussed when I walked into the kitchen. "Are you sure you should be here? You look terrible."
"Well, hello to you too, Grams."
I grabbed my apron and wrapped it around my waist.
"I'm serious, dear. You don't look good, and I certainly don't want you giving whatever you have to our customers."
"Don't worry. It's not something they can catch," I mumbled under my breath.
"What was that, dear?"
I sighed. There was no time like the present to fill my grandmother in. That way she could hear it from me before the news got out.
Grabbing her hand, I practically dragged her to the supply closet.
"Is there a reason we're hiding out in here?"
Where did I even begin. I couldn't start at the beginning. That would be sharing entirely too much information about my life.
The middle it was.
"I need to tell you something, Grams, but you have to promise to keep it a secret."
