She never asked for life to turn out this way, , , At 3, 04pm on a hot, sticky day in June, fifteen-year-old Bess finds out that she's pregnant, She can't tell her foster mother, Lisa, She should tell her social worker Henry, but he's useless, She really ought to tell Boy, but she hasn't spoken to him in weeks, Bess knows more than anyone that love doesn't come without conditions, But the thing about Boy is that it was never a love story, , ,