But you didnt have to look into her face, said Jenny with a sigh. She looked so hurt that I wanted to just say that Id made a mistake and she could move in with me that night.

Pack up the U-Haul honey! grinned Shane as she grabbed four bags of groceries in her arms and headed for the door. Oh, thats Tinas car, she said to Jenny, gesturing to the driveway next door. God I hope they are talking to each other.

Jenny took a bag of toilet paper and a gallon of milk and followed Shane into the house.

Was that it? asked Shane, dumping the bags on the kitchen counter.

I dont know, It might be, said Jenny.

Ill check, said Shane, heading back out the door. She paused to look over at Bette and Tinas house, for it would always be Bette and Tinas House to her. She hadnt realized how painful it would be to live next door and be reminded of the break-up every time she looked at the shell of a home that had held so much love, so much hope for Shane. She looked over again saying a silent prayer that her two friends would see their way back together soon. Something caught her eye. A foot was hanging off the top stair of the small porch at an odd angle. Shane didnt hesitate for a millisecond before running at top speed.

Bette! Jenny! Someone call 911! yelled Shane, reaching Tinas collapsed body.

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*****, Tina wake up, yelled Shane, shaking her gently.

Whats going on, said Jenny running over with her cell phone in her hand.

I dont know, call 911! repeated Shane agitatedly.

Wheres Bette, said Jenny looking confused.

Give me the God damn ***** phone, shouted Shane, grabbing the device from Jennys hand. Go in the back door and get Bette out here.

Yes, we need an ambulance. My friend is unconscious and about 6 months pregnant.

No, I dont know how long she has been here, I just found her.

Yes shes breathing.

No, I dont see any other injuries. Please could you just send the damn ambulance and stop asking all of these questions?

Oh, okay. Sorry. Yes, Ill stay on the line.

Jenny, where the ***** is Bette? Shane yelled at the front door.

Bette opened the door and gasped when she saw Tina lying there with Shane hovering over her.

Oh my God, what the ***** happened? asked Bette frantically trying to decipher the situation.

I dont know, cried Shane. We just got home from the market and I looked over and saw her.

How long has she been here? asked Bette, leaning over Tina and checking her breathing and pulse.

I have no idea, replied Shane.

Jenny, get a wet cloth, Shane take off her shoes. My God shes burning up! Bette cried as she loosened the tie on the top of Tinas maternity pants.

Jenny came back in a few moments, her face pale and anxious. Bette grabbed the cloth from her and wiped Tinas face gently. Her resolve to handle this situation calmly and intelligently slipped away from her in the instant that she realized that there was nothing more she could do. She began to sob over Tina. She gently put her head in her lap. Baby, please wake up. Tina, please. Nothing can happen to you. I love you so much.

The siren from the ambulance became louder with each passing second.

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TBC