When Are You Due, Sara? (Sara Scanlan #2) - Episode 2
by Phyllis Korkki
Mom, I’m in big trouble.
You have to help me.
Oh no. What is it this time?
One of my coworkers just asked me when I was due!
Oh dear.
She thought I was pregnant!!
I have noticed that you’ve put on a bit of weight.
I didn’t want to say anything, of course.
Well Miranda at work had no problem saying something.
Apparently there was no question in her mind that I was PREGNANT!
I know that must have been hard to hear, honey.
But just cut back on the sweets and start going to the gym.
You’ll be back to your svelte self in no time.
You don’t understand, Mom.
This Miranda, she is super sensitive.
She’s always asking me if I’m mad at her.
And if you criticize her the least little bit she gets really upset.
I know the type.
She must have been so embarrassed when you told her you weren’t actually pregnant.
That’s just it, Mom. I didn’t want her to feel that way…
Oh my god. I’m afraid to find out what’s coming.
I wasn’t thinking!
I said four months!
I said I was due in four months!!
Sara, we’ve gone over this since you were little.
Lying is wrong.
Unless someone with a terrible haircut asks you if you like their haircut.
That’s the only time you can lie.
I know the rule, Mom.
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But it wasn’t even like I was lying.
The words just popped out of my mouth before I could stop them.
Look, it’s nice that you didn’t want to hurt Miranda’s feelings…
But honey, what are you going to do?
She’s going to eventually find out that you’re not actually pregnant.
And it’ll be even worse when she does.
God, I know. What do I do?
Tell her the truth.
Do it right now and then get back to me, okay?
Okay.
Thirty minutes later.
You know how I was in big trouble before?
Yes.
I’m in even bigger trouble now.
Why? Was Miranda upset with you?
I didn’t get a chance to tell her.
Because she’s already planning a shower for me.
And she’s inviting the whole office.
Now the whole office thinks I’m pregnant!
What?! Sara Elizabeth, this is exactly why you don’t lie!
I know — about five of my coworkers have already congratulated me.
What do I do now, Mom?
This escalated out of control so quickly!
Maybe if you just came to the shower…
No. I will not be coming to a shower for a nonexistent baby.
And there is not going to be a shower.
Because you have to tell them.
How?
Do I send an office-wide email?
Subject line: I’m not really pregnant.
Sounds great, Mom. How stupid would that look?
I don’t see any other alternative.
Well, I could quit.
Just walk out the door and spend eight hours a day at the gym for a while.
Start over in a new city…
Now Sara, you can’t let one silly remark derail your whole career.
And you also can’t let your coworkers keep thinking you’re pregnant.
Well, I’ve been thinking about that…
Oh no — what does that mean?
Is there a way I could somehow actually have a baby?
I mean, I know it would be impossible for me to get pregnant and have a baby by the time I’m due in four months.
I’m glad you understand that wouldn’t be possible.
But is there a way I could adopt a baby?
I could just keep eating too much and not exercising for the next four months to look pregnant, right?
Then I’d bring the cute little adopted baby to work.
Sara, are you serious?
You’re going to adopt a baby at the age of 23 because of one silly lie you told to a coworker?
I guess that IS pretty extreme.
But the thing is…
Something weird happened when I was talking to Miranda and my coworkers.
What?
I felt so special.
Almost like there was a halo around me.
Miranda said how “brave” I was.
Because I’ll be a single mother.
Sara…
It wasn’t just that! For the first time in my life…
I felt like I could stick my stomach out in public.
When I walked back to my desk I stuck it ALL the way out.
Proudly.
Can you explain something to me, Mom?
What?
Why are big butts okay but not big stomachs unless you’re pregnant?
I’m not sure, but I think it’s because of those Kardashians.
Now can we get back to the topic of ending this lie?
C’mon. Can’t I pretend just a little longer?
You could tell they were all dying to know who the father is…
But they didn’t dare ask.
I could just about see the question marks over their heads.
Is the father still around?
Did he abandon me?
I think he abandoned me, Mom.
I think he knocked me up and then he left town.
That cad.
Sara! Stop this right now.
There is no father because there is no baby.
And you need to put a stop to this right now.
Okay, fine. I can’t let this charade go on any longer.
Good luck, honey.
Sara puts down her phone and sends out an office-wide email.
Subject line: Meeting in 10 minutes.
Email message: Please meet me in the large conference room at 2:30 for a short meeting to clear up a big misunderstanding.
In ten minutes, all twenty of Sara’s coworkers crowd into the conference room, dying of curiosity.
Sara takes a deep breath and walks to the head of the conference table.
She makes sure to tuck in her stomach.
Um, I think you’ve all heard the news of my pregnancy.
Congratulations fill the room until Sara lifts her hand to halt them.
Well, the fact is, I’m not…actually pregnant.
Twenty pairs of eyes pop open in surprise.
Sara looks over at Miranda.
Miranda, you asked me when I due today and I didn’t want to hurt your feelings.
And I was embarrassed to tell you…
Sara pats her stomach.
That this is just tummy fat.
There is a moment of stunned silence at Sara’s news.
Then the room explodes in laughter.
Even Sara can’t help joining in.
The only person who doesn’t find the situation humorous is Miranda.
She rushes out of the conference room, mortified.
Wow, you’re never going to be able to live this down, Sara.
Thank you for your support, Bob.
Now should we all go back to our desks?
And maybe…we could never speak of this again…
But of course the office did speak of it again.
And again and again.
And Bob even threw a wild shower for Sara’s nonexistent baby.
Everyone got really drunk.
Including Sara, because she wasn’t really pregnant.
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