She stopped writing. She was thinking as if she alone were responsible. Cade should accept the responsibility of his actions as well. The baby was half his and he should be sharing equally in its financial needs.
She folded the form and stuck it under the cookie jar. This weekend she would drive out and talk to him. He was a reasonable man and she had never known him to shirk his responsibilities. Still, it disgusted her to think of telling him. She straightened her shoulders. It had to be done sooner or later. She might as well pick the time and the place.