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results. Figuring that
was likely the call she set the paint down on the floor and answered
her phone.
    “Hello?”
She answered, hoping it was the doctor with her results.
    For several months
Bianca was having issues with her reproductive health. She would miss
periods, have them for a long time or they would be so bad she had to
call off from work due to cramping and excessive bleeding. Something
was wrong and she had the desire to figure it out now so that having
children wasn’t an obstacle later.
    “Hello, is
this Bianca Mason?” The person asked.
    “Yes. What can
I help you with?” Bianca wondered, getting nervous.
    “This is
Amanda calling from Dr. Gabriel’s office. I have some test
results for you but the doctor would prefer for you to come in person
to discuss everything and your options.” The woman explained
without pausing or taking a breath.
    “Um, okay. I’m
at work now but I’ll see if I can get off a bit earlier for the
appointment.” Bianca’s heart sank. This was not a good
sign.
    She talked with the
nurse for a bit longer, making an appointment for late afternoon and
hung up. Her heart was aching at the possibility that it was really
bad news and she had cancer or something terrible. Unable to focus on
work, Bianca floated through the morning with her head in the
proverbial clouds. After over pouring juice in two of the children’s
cups at lunch time Mrs. Jensen spoke up.
    “Bianca, dear,
what’s wrong?” She asked, resting her hand on Bianca’s
forearm in a motherly fashion.
    Bianca forced a
smile, “I’m a bit distracted. I’m sorry. I have an
important doctor’s appointment this afternoon and I’m a
bit shook up about it.” She responded, her throat getting
tight.
    “Oh dear.
Maybe you better head on home then. I think we will be okay without
you the rest of the day,” Mrs. Jensen said, gesturing around
the room.
    “If you’re
sure I think I’ll take you up on that,” Bianca agreed,
walking to the back room to gather her things.
    “I hope that
everything turns out ok, dear. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Mrs. Jensen waved goodbye as Bianca slid from the room.
    On her way out, she
stopped by the front office and spoke with the secretary about what
was happening and they both agreed she would be better off at home.
Smiling in thanks, Bianca waved goodbye and headed out the door, her
heart aching at the possibility that something serious was wrong with
her.

Chapter 3
    Bianca walked out of
the doctor’s office in a daze. She couldn’t believe what
he had told her. It didn’t make sense, but she guessed it
wasn’t supposed to make any sense; she was only thirty.
Unfairness ringing through her, she thought back to when she walked
out of the school and drove straight to her appointment, two hours
early. She didn’t care that she was early. Being home alone and
wondering if she was dying from cancer was not an option. Bianca
needed to be in that office until they called her name, even if it
meant she sat there fretting about what may or may not happen for two
hours.
    When
she arrived at the doctor’s office, the receptionist greeted
her with confusion; she was two hours early after all. Bianca waved
to her and took a seat in the far corner, clutching her purse to her
chest tightly. The purse was acting as a shield to her heart,
protecting her rioting emotions and fear of the unknown. She stayed
that way for almost an hour, her arms cramping. Only then did she
relax a bit, her appointment time drawing nearer. Every so often the
receptionists and nurses would give her a strange look but she
ignored it. It’s not like she was doing anything wrong. The
last time she checked it wasn’t illegal to show up for an
appointment two hours early. Finally setting her purse down, Bianca
stole another glance at the clock, forty-five minutes left. She had
the sudden urge to call Alex. The odd stirring to call him for
support surprised her. There were many reasons why she shouldn’t even