The moment the words left Jeffrey's lips, not only was Karen stunned, but Dorothy was equally flabbergasted.

Subconsciously, Dorothy wondered if this wasn't some ploy by Jeffrey, cooked up to keep Karen and the baby tied to him.

But before Dorothy could fully wrap her head around the idea, Karen beat her to it.

"Do you think I'd buy that?" "It's true! Everett—" Jeffrey cut himself off mid-sentence, suddenly remembering Everett's stern warning not to let Dorothy know he was back in town.

Guiltily lowering his voice and sneaking a glance at Dorothy, he stammered, "Everett helped me find out my blood type doesn't match the baby's..." So, Everett had a part in this too.

Dorothy suddenly felt like she was a third wheel, standing there while they needed to hash things out. So, with a few discreet coughs, she chimed in, "You know what, you two talk. Since the kid isn't yours, you probably have a lot to discuss. I'm going to take a walk. Karen, call me if you need anything." "Alright." Karen knew Jeffrey wouldn't let her off the hook easily and that she wouldn't be able to shake him off for a while.

Truth be told, Dorothy really did want some air.

All day long, she had been on edge, waiting for phone calls, her heart hanging by a thread.

fresh air, she felt a wave of

was a quaint little park nearby, which she knew of,

reason, the park was unusually

saw it was Tuesday. A chill breeze prompted her to pull her jacket tighter around her, but she could somewhat understand why there was no

a seat on a bench and for some unknown reason, craved a

around, she spotted a convenience

and asked for a plastic bag. Bag in hand, she made

grew darker, the wind

Dorothy, perhaps truly thirsty, downed a can in several

herself drink freely, planning to simply head back and sleep

last indulged in alcohol. Barely starting on the

stand, but her gaze

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