Abort it.

Kacey looked up at me, tear starting to form in one eye, her jaw set. "I'm going to get an abortion coach. Make this problem go away, simple as that." She paused, "I don't need my parent's giving me hell, I'll lose my scholarship, and I'll lose you coach."

To say I was torn was an understatement. On one hand an abortion would be the easy way out, simple trip to the hospital, walk out an hour later with the problem solved, and our secret intact. We could continue fooling around once Kacey got on the pill proper, and nobody would be the wiser, least of all Natalie.

At the same time, I'd been raised (as was Nat) to believe abortion was murder. How could I on one celebrate Nat's pregnancy, that new life we'd made together, and on the other, terminate another because it wasn't welcome, it was a mistake. Nat and my first kid was an accident, a mistake, so could I really go ahead with terminating this mistake?