“You mean something like Chlamydia?” Sandy asked. She laughed.
“Actually, exactly Chlamydia,” Jacob said.
The women laughed.
“At least that’s what Honey said. He denies ever having anything, but the doctor told them that was why he was sterile.”
“This is what I don’t get,” Tanesha said. “You have this incredible night, but don’t exchange names or phone numbers or anything.”
“It’s what Jill wanted,” Jacob said. “We wore our masks the whole time. She left before I woke. I didn’t realize she took the button until I saw her in the closet with the jacket.”
“I didn’t have the space inside me to… deal with a relationship.” Jill’s eyes filled with tears. “It never occurred to me that…”
“What happened, Jill? How did you end up back with Trevor?” Jacob asked. “You were confident that your marriage was over.”
Jill shrugged her shoulders.
“She was… different. After Santa Monica, Jill was strong and happy,” Sandy said.
“Yeah, she was all about ridding the Trevor from her life,” Heather said. “We thought…”
“I went to tell him that it was over,” Jill said. “He cried and begged me. At least, one more time of togetherness.”
Jill sighed. Tanesha sat on the arm of the couch and put her arm around Jill.
“I wanted him to let me go,” Jill said. “I went back to Sandy’s but like two days later, I started feeling sick in the mornings. We waited a week but…”
“Trevor hounded her,” Heather said. “He waited outside the condo, outside work. He followed her around begging her to come back. He noticed she was sick to her stomach and told her about the holes in the condoms. He bought the pregnancy test.”
“Which as positive, of course,” Tanesha said.
“That’s where this whole soul mate thing came from,” Sandy said. “He said only soul mates can get pregnant like that. They were meant to be and she was meant to have his baby. How could she leave? She was sure it was Trevor’s baby. She went back to him for the baby. They got the tattoos right after that.”
“It never occurred to me that you and I…” Jill’s sorrow was palpable. “We were so careful. I don’t know what I would have done anyway.”
“I am so sorry, Jill. You’ve really suffered because of me,” Jacob said. “I need to make this up to you.”
Looking around the loft, Jill said, “I think you have.”
The retelling of Celia’s Puppies, Denver Cereal Volume 2, continues tomorrow…
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