“don’t do it.” Jessica stared at the card, puzzled. what did this mean? what wasn’t she supposed to do? who’s card was this? how did she end up with it? questions flooded through her mind, as she struggled to focus on just one question. she needed that test result, and she needed it now. what if it wasn’t blood? what if this was a simple, funny prank some jokester was playing on her? she willed he...