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had a fifteen percent chance at best. They split amicably, but of course, it was never the same again. My one true family had shattered, and it made me feel like that second grader all over again. With a big hole inside me that nothing could seem to fill.
     
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    Maybe now the word family would actually mean something if it all worked out somehow.
    “Oh, Hun,” my dad said, swirling the phantom contents of his glass while sharing an uncomfortable look with Janet.
    “Don’t say it,” Fiona said, her arms crossing over her chest.
    “We’re not.” Janet cleared her throat. “Getting back together.”
    My head spun to my dad. “What? What the hell happened here?”
    My dad puckered his lips like he’d just eaten a large lemon. “Look, girls, sometimes a bad storm knocks the cable out here, and you have to kill some time.”
    Silence. Janet’s eyes bore into my dad.
    “I’m kidding!” he yelled. “Look.” He cleared his throat and put both elbows on the table. “What happened, happened. We’re both very happy about the baby. It’s just that…” He looked to Janet, a confused look in his eyes.
    “We’re not good together.” Janet chewed on her bottom lip. “Jack and I are like oil and vinegar; we just don’t mix.” She scanned Fiona and me, giving us an I’m sorry grin, and then placed a piece of chicken parm on her plate.
    My dad followed her lead and grabbed the largest chunk of garlic bread.
    “Hold on.” I pressed my hands on my thighs to stop them from bouncing. “You two got a little crazy one night, made a baby, aren’t getting back together, and that’s the end of it?”
    My dad shrugged. “What more do you want to hear?”
    My mouth gaped open for so long that I half expected to swallow a fly. “I want to hear that for the sake of the baby , you’ll try to work things out!” Wasn’t that what parents were supposed to do? For the sake of a baby? Then again, my dad and Fiona’s mom weren’t the spokespeople for balanced parents. They just weren’t the type to stick around once the going got tough.
    “Mallory, what’s done is done, and Janet and I will raise this baby as we see fit.” He popped a large chunk of bread in his mouth, bits of Parmesan cheese sticking in his beard.
    “No!” I shouted, surprising myself. “No!” I stood up. “You two are acting like two teenagers who got drunk one night and, oops, the condom broke! When are you going to grow up? When are you going to take responsibility for your actions? When are you going to think about anyone else besides yourselves?” I felt like the broken-hearted ten-year-old girl inside me was about to burst out into a temper tantrum.
    “Mal,” Fiona tried to interject, but I couldn’t stop.
    “When are you going to act like a parent?” I shoved my chair into the table and started for the door.
    I heard Fiona behind me as I booked it to the car. “Mallory, wait!”
    With brute force, I thrust the door open and dropped into the driver’s seat. Fiona fell in beside me.
    “Damn, don’t make me chase you,” she huffed.
    My head felt like it weighed a hundred pounds. “They’re nuts, right? It’s not just me, right?”
    Fiona laughed. “Oh yeah, they’re bat-shit crazy.” She picked on a piece of garlic bread she’d snagged on her way out.
    “Exactly.” I slapped the dashboard. “The two of them are staying apart, in the same friggin’ house, screwed one night, and are now having a baby?” It sounded asinine as I said it. “What the—”
    “Fuck.” Fiona took the word out of my mouth.

CHAPTER FOUR
     
     
    The next morning, I was sitting in my usual booth at Perked with my mocha latte while still stewing over the news my father and Janet had dumped on us the night before. The scent of chocolate permeated my nose, and hot mocha flavoring danced across my taste buds as I took a long sip. My phone showed two missed calls from my dad and one missed call from Janet. I wasn’t ready to talk to either of