She sat and stared at the two lines, both tests said the same, it was positive, that was definite. For so long she had wished to see two lines now she was filled with joy, mixed in with trepidation. She wasn’t sure what to think. Who should she call first? Should she jump up and down or cry? The tears flowed first, they were mixed tears, tears of hope for the future but also tears of worry.
She lifted the receiver to make the call, her hand shaking uncontrollably.
“Could I book a PCR test please, I’m pregnant and unjabbed.