Lisa, Jayla noticed, wasn’t smiling back. In fact, she looked mortified. “Tell me you’re joking about this, Jayla.”
Jayla sighed deeply. She then worked her bottom lip
between her teeth several times, which was something she tended to do when she was bothered by something. Over the years, Lisa may not have agreed with everything she
did but had always supported her. Jayla knew because of her friend’s traditional beliefs, this would be a hard sell,
which was why she had put off telling Lisa about her plans.
She lifted her chin. “No, I’m not joking, Lisa. I’ve made up my mind about this. You may not agree with what I’m doing, but I really do need you to support me on this. I want a baby more than anything.”
“But there are other options, Jayla.”
“Yes, and I considered those other options and none will
work for me. I want a baby not an involvement with a man who may not be Mr. Right, and I don’t have time to wait until I finally get lucky. Times have changed. A woman no longer needs a man to get pregnant or to raise a child, and that’s the way I want to do things.”
Lisa didn’t say anything for a long moment, then she
reached across the table and captured Jayla’s hand in
hers. “Although I can understand some women having the procedure done in certain situations, your case is different,
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