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it ruins the best thing you've ever found."
    She spoke in a harsh whisper, "You mean Louie."
    He nodded. "Yeah, I mean Louie. He loves you. He really, truly loves you, not just for a night, or a month, but for years. Part of you wants that or you wouldn't still be with him."
    She swallowed hard enough that it sounded like it hurt. "I'm scared."
    He nodded, again. "What if you love him? What if you give him your whole heart and then he dumps you the way you dumped so many others?"
    She gave that trembling nod of hers again. "Yes."
    "You need help, Ronnie, professional help. I can recommend someone."
    I knew Nathaniel saw a therapist, but I'd never heard him talk about it with anyone before, not like this.
    "I've been with her for a few years. She's good. She's helped me a lot." His face was gentler than it had been.
    Ronnie looked at him as if he were the snake and she were the helpless little bird.
    He went to the corkboard above the phone. There were business cards pinned to it; important numbers, notes. He took one of the cards down. He walked back over to Ronnie and held it out to her. "If she can't take you, she'll know someone good who can."
    Ronnie took the card carefully, just by the corner as if she were afraid it would bite. She gave him wide, frightened eyes, but she put the card in her jeans pocket. She let out a deep breath, and turned to me. "I'm sorry, Anita. I'm sorry about everything." She looked at Nathaniel, then back at me. "And now I'm going to leave the mess behind and let you guys clean it up like I've always done. I am sorry." And she walked out. We all waited until we heard the door close behind her.
    The three of us stood for a few seconds in silence, waiting for the shock waves to settle. But of course there were other problems than just Ronnie's issues.
    Micah turned to me, and said, "Are we in a mess?"
    "I'm not sure yet," I said.
    "But you think you're pregnant?" he said.
    I nodded. "I missed last month. I'd planned on finding out for sure before I told anyone." I sighed and crossed my arms under my breasts. "I haven't bought a pregnancy test, because I wasn't sure how to take it without one of you finding out."
    Nathaniel came to stand beside me, but to one side so he wouldn't block my view of Micah. "Anita, you shouldn't have to go through this alone. At least one of us should be holding your hand while you wait for the little strip to turn colors."
    I looked up at him. "You sound like you've done this before."
    "Once; she wasn't sure it was mine, but I was the only friend she had to hold her hand."
    "I thought I was your first girlfriend."
    "She found out I'd never been with a girl, so she took care of it." His voice made it seem utterly matter-of-fact. "I wasn't very good at it, but she came up pregnant. It was probably one of her customers, but it could have been mine."
    "Customers?" Micah made it a question.
    "She was in the game, like I was then."
    I knew "the game" meant she'd been a prostitute, but "the game" usually meant when he was on the street. He'd been off the street by sixteen. "How old were you?" I asked.
    "Thirteen," he said.
    The look on my face made him laugh. "Anita, I'd never been with a girl, but I'd seen a lot of men. She thought I should know what it's like to be with a girl. She was my friend, protected me sometimes, when she could."
    "How old was she?" Micah asked.
    "Fifteen."
    "Jesus," I said.
    He smiled, that gentle, almost condescending smile that always let me know what a sheltered life I'd led.
    "And she got pregnant," Micah said, softly.
    Nathaniel nodded. "The odds were that it wasn't mine. We had sex twice. Once so I could see if I liked it. The second time so I could get better at it." His face softened in a way I'd never seen before.
    "You loved her," I said, voice as gentle as I could make it.
    He nodded. "My first crush."
    "What was her name?" Micah asked.
    "Jeanie, her name was Jeanie."
    I almost didn't ask, but it was the most he'd ever talked about that