The Call
After Noah was taken for a quick ultrasound, I finally called Daniel.
He answered on the second ring.
“Hey Mom! Everything okay?”
My throat tightened.
“I’m at the hospital,” I said.
There was silence.
“…What?”
“With Noah.”
The panic in his voice was immediate.
“What happened?”
“I found a bruise on him,” I said slowly. “A bad one.”
Another pause.
Then I heard Megan in the background.
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