Just where the hell is she?

It could have been that I was just the one who thought we were getting along.

That was definitely possible. Maybe I was just being brash about that. Marg had a hard time expressing her feelings. So, it was totally possible I just assumed things without even meaning to.

I held my head in my hands. I didn't know why but my feet slightly shook. 

"Then I don't think you have to worry about her leaving you. My daughter isn't like that, she won't just leave you without a word." Marg's mother looked at me with stern eyes. "So, I'd appreciate if you didn't think of her love as something so flimsy."

Meanwhile, father also called. "Well, she's not on the island."

"Then where?"

"About that." Mom took sighed slightly. "Last time we went to the doctors and we found out that she was pregnant, you know that much, right?"

"Yeah and-?" 

Mom looked at Marg's mother and they both nodded.