Pocket-Change Pregnancy

You're the guy—white, mid-20s, scruffy, Sears poncho, eau de Brookhurst—who mumbled something as I was walking into Target the other night. “What?” I asked. “Spare some change so I can buy my girlfriend a home pregnancy test?” you repeated, barely audible. I declined because I usually never have change, although when I slapped my front pocket to demonstrate this, you could hear the sound of coins jingling. By then, I was inside the store and thinking to myself you obviously have bigger problems than needing my 37 cents.

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