‹ Prequel: Life After You
Status: You all wanted to know what happened...so here goes....

Fate's Cruel Hand

Fate's Cruel Hand

Jeremy stretches his arms above his head and sleepily rubs his eyes. He's feeling pretty groggy, that sort of achy feeling he hates in his bones.
Getting around is definitely easier and not having to rely on Kelly really took a weight off his mind.
He uses what little energy he has to hobble into the kitchen. He'll be happy when he doesn't have to use the stick, but it's a lot easier than those elbow crutches. He rummages around in his coat pocket, finding the bottle of pills he had managed to acquire through a friend, painkillers. He pops three into his mouth and feels guilty for taking them, but they help him feel more relaxed and less stressed and maybe if he felt less stressed, he could hold an erection and please his woman.

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"Marilyn?" Kelly's hands shake as she double checks the instructions.

"What?" Marilyn pushes open the door and is handed the white stick, two pink lines in the window.

Kelly sobs.

"I'm pregnant!"