Monologue

While sat at the table for dinner, my daughter reveals the surprise that she is in fact pregnant with the GI she has been dating.

"Pregnant.... Oh my.... I've always told her that marriage comes before sex. None of this would've happened if that bloody GI didn't come along. I can't believe this is happening. A baby!? Ever since she was little she always said she couldn't wait to have a baby. She always had her little doll under her arm. While tucking her into bed at night, one kiss for her, one for 'Annabel'. I never thought I would see the day that my little girl having a little one of her own before she turned 20. How are we going to be able to deal with the war and a pregnant daughter? What happens when that GI of hers leaves to go back to fight? Oh no.."