than she’d envisioned.
Reading the baby book had made her realize the happier she was, the happier the baby would be. So she tried hard not to dwell on her job crisis. So, what if she hadn’t found a job yet? It hadn’t stopped her from going for interviews every chance she got. She actually had another one lined up for the next day. It was a job at a bank for a teller position. She didn’t have any kind of formal training for it, but she was hoping that the bank would overlook that fact. She was willing to work hard and to learn as much as she could.
Apart from the current job hunt, Selene was also wondering if she should start a scrap book for the baby. She’d saved the ultrasound pictures and there would be more in the coming months. And also, she could cut out the newspa per headlines each month and stick them in. It would be a good way, when the child was old enough, to show him or her what had transpired in the world when he or she was still in her womb. Maybe she should talk to Warren first to find out if it was something that Meg would like.
Almost as if on cue, Selene’ s phone rang. A glance at the screen showed her that it was Warren’s number. She smiled. This was the perfect time to ask him.
“Hello , Warren. I’m glad you called.”
“Hey, Selene.”
“I wanted to ask you something.”
There was silence on the other end of the line for a few moments. “Err…I’m not good at these things, but I’m the bearer of some bad news.”
Her heart sank. “What bad news?”
“Meg has changed her mind.”
Selene’s stomach clenched. “Changed her mind? About what?”
It seemed as if Warren covered the phone because all Selene heard next was a muffled conversation and the sound of someone crying in the background. Then Warren spoke again, “I’m sorry but Meg’s decided that she isn’t ready to be a mother.” Warren’s sigh could be heard across the line. “We won’t be able to take this baby.”
The bottom fell out of Selene’s already barely stable world. “Wait. What? What am I supposed to do?”
“This is a tough decision, but it is what it is.”
“What about the baby? What about me?” Selene’s legs were weak. She plopped down on the chair.
“I think it’s still possible for you to get an abortion. We’ll pay for it, of course. ”
Selene couldn’t believe how calmly he spoke, as if he was talking about killing an exasperating bug rather than the child she’d carried and nurtured for the last few months. How could they do this to her? She’d gotten pregnant because they wanted a baby.
“We have a contract, r emember?”
“Yes, we do, and if you choose to exercise it, we may have to go to court but I think no one can force us to take a baby if we don’t want it.”
“I’m…” Her breath hitched in her throat. “I’m your surrogate. You wanted this.”
“I’m sorry . I would strongly advise you to go for an abortion.”
“But…” Selene’s thoughts scrambled, as she tried to grapple with the situation. She didn’t know what to say or do, to make them change their mind.
“I can understand your dilemma. But I can’t do it if Meg doesn’t want to. And since we’re revoking the contract, we won’t be paying you anymore. If you do decide to abort then let us know, and we’ll pay the doctor’s bill.” Warren cleared his throat. “And one more thing, you’ll have to vacate the apartment at the end of the month, because we won’t be paying the rent.” Without any pleasantries, he ended the call.
Selene’s belly did some flip flops. The world had just fallen from under her feet. The precarious control she’d had over her emotions threatened to break loose.
For a long time, she sat on the couch holding the phone up to her ear even though the line had been dead for a long time. What was she going to do? She finally recovered enough to put the phone down. Af ter putting her head in her hands, she sobbed.
How could they do this to me?
Her