..” Anders tries to say, but his wife quickly puts a finger to his lips, shutting him down.“I’m not going to let you take the blame,” she says...quickly. “I knew what I was getting into when I married you. I’m just letting you know, so that you understand, why what has happened has happened. But that is all in the past.” She pulls her finger away, turning more of her body toward him. “From this point on I want to rekindle our marriage. I want us to get back to being us. I want to forget your. “Hey, let her be happy.” I said. “At least someone at this table can be.” I added under by breathe.The girls looked over at me, as I stirred my ketchup with a crappy french fry that was way too soggy.“Still haven’t patched things up between you and Alicia?” Rachel asked.“No, and it doesn’t look like I’m going to at this rate.” I said. “I shouldn’t of given Sabrina another chance.”“No, you shouldn’t have.” Becka said. “We all warned you.”“Yeah, you did. But as you’ve said countless times, this. ‘I knew I would like that girl.’ ‘Well I can’t say I disagree with her taste.’ He gave me a small squeeze after I said it. ‘The rest of my family disapproves though,’ I grew more serious. It was getting harder to ignore the fact that I would be leaving in two days. I hadn’t wanted to talk to him about it, afraid of his answer, afraid of the pain that would come with addressing it. At the same time though, I desperately wanted to know how he felt about me…about us. ‘No doubt they think I’m too. "She's in a good mood anyway." Because of the baby?" I asked, looking at the money so I wouldn't have to look at him."That and she got a promotion yesterday," he replied. "That's why she's been so stressed lately, but we're okay now." Okay." I wasn't sure what that meant. I mean, he made it sound like they weren't okay before, but I hadn't noticed anything. Probably because I'd been too worried about how Mom had been acting towards me; I'd been avoiding my dad."Are you okay with the baby?" he.