"How about this?" Rowanda Peterson held her hand tenderly and suggested, "How about we just terminate it? You had surgery this morning and took medication; there's no guarantee this child will be healthy if born..."
"Terminate it?" Zuri Ginger interrupted him with tears, feeling wronged, "Do you know how much I've suffered for this child? My parents said I am shameless and made a fuss at home. I fell on porcelain shards and had several stitches on my face. They left me at the hospital, not caring at all. Now you're asking me to terminate it? Have you thought about my feelings?"
