Having an overachieving super mom for a neighbor is a source of constant struggle for Becca Joy. In comparison, her household seems little more than organized chaos.PEven with a supportive husband and great kids, she is relentlessly weighed down by questions of adequacy. Her life seems fatiguing, and a glance in the mirror doesn’t do much to cheer her up.PThen comes a voice from the past that puts fresh wind in her sails. Her best friend from high school comes to town and the two women rekindle their bond with a girls’ night out and embark on a series of adventures that ultimately bring Becca to a new place of contentment.p align=centerbbigChapter 4/big/bPBy 2:45 we have read the instructions on the test box a dozen timesand followed them precisely. Now we are waiting for the pink lineto appear, or not.PThis is the longest five minutes of my life-longer than waitingto see the principal in the fourth grade after defacing school property(drawing a happy face on my math book), longer even thanwaiting for my mother-in-law to exit the plane after Doug and Imarried a week before the elaborate wedding she planned for us.“Well . . . is it turning colors?” I ask, closing my eyes like I dowhen I don’t want something to be true.br br “It’s starting to look pink. Think about the ice-cream cone. It’sgetting very pink.”PemThis is some kind of chemical reaction, I’m sure. I’ve been drinkingthis terrible-tasting tea for my blood circulation, and that’s why the falsepositive. Cabbage. I had cabbage last night. Maybe there’s something inthe antioxidants that could be causing this./emI’m thinking all this, but Iknow it isn’t true.br Allie shows me the results.br I look at my moment of truth and then close my eyes again.P“The scale didn’t lie. This test isn’t lying either. You are pregnant,girl!” Allie’s brown eyes are shining.br PAllie hugs me, and I open my eyes slowly, as though they areglued shut. Her ?Ð