“You won’t need an operation,” the young man replied quietly. “I won’t have an abortion!” Dorothy shouted. We’ll rent a little house near the campus. You would hate it! Listen! I want to marry you next summer, with your father’s permission. “No! I won’t do it!” And she started to cry again. “You want me to have an abortion?” she said angrily. The young woman pushed him away from her. “You don’t have to be pregnant, Dorothy.” “I know someone who can help us,” he replied. “What do you mean?” the young woman whispered nervously. The handsome young man walked over to Dorothy and put his arms around her. I’m pregnant! We’ll have to get married soon.” We’ll be happy – I’m sure about that! And I don’t believe that my father will be angry.
“I love you,” the young woman replied miserably.
How will you feel about that? How will your family feel about it?” I’ll have to leave college and get a job in a store! And you’ll have to leave college to take care of the baby. “If we’re already married when I meet him, he’ll guess the reason. “I want your father to like me, Dorothy,” he went on quickly. I wanted to ask him for permission to marry you then. I’d planned to meet your father in New York in the summer, at the end of the college year. “But this isn’t what I’d planned, Dorothy – you know that. “Well, we could get married immediately,” the young man said. “I’m sure that my father will like you when he meets you. “Oh, let’s get married right away,” she said. The young woman stopped crying and she tried to smile too. “Everything will be OK.” He smiled again. “What will we do? Can we get married soon?” “The doctor told me that I’m two months pregnant.” She started to cry. “Are you really sure that you’re going to have a baby?” “Are you sure that you’re pregnant?” he asked her gently. Then he turned, and he smiled at the young woman sitting on the bed. He looked at the red light on top of the Municipal Building, the tower which was the tallest building in Blue River, a mile or two away. He looked at the yellow lights in the streets. He walked to the window, and for a few seconds, he looked out at the lights of the town. And now this news had come! But he wasn’t going to show his anger-that wouldn’t help him. They were looking at each other in silence. The two people in the room that Sunday evening were both second-year students at the college. It was nearly dark in the small room near the Stoddard University campus. Night was coming to the town of Blue River, in the state of Iowa.
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