“Well, the nursery is empty right now.”
Daniel stared straight ahead.
“The nursery?”
“The baby won’t need the whole room immediately. Hannah can keep the bassinet beside your bed.”
From my hospital bed, I could hear enough to understand what was happening.
Another contraction began as Daniel’s tone sharpened.
“Hannah is literally in labor.”
“Don’t shout at me.”
Then Mom said something I would never forget.
“Jason needs stability. Your baby has two parents. She’ll be fine.”
Daniel hung up.
Neither of us spoke for several seconds.
I’d spent thirty-four
