Daddy looked at me and saw that I was still rooted to the spot. "Do you want me to tell her?" he asked, his voice kind and gentle.

I nodded, my eyes starting to water again. I was so afraid to hear the answer that I wanted to run away, but I knew this was the answer I'd been waiting so long to hear....

I forced myself to stay put, to see the conversation through. Through my terror, I needed to know.

"Our daughter has said that... she doesn't want to use birth control."

They exchanged a look between them that said something more than I understood, followed by a...