She had spent his entire life rescuing him from discomfort, and Ethan had spent his entire life learning that someone else would carry whatever he put down.
"I'll be in touch once I've filed for divorce.”
I drove back to Daniel's house.
The lights were low when I walked in.
My sister-in-law was asleep on the couch.
Nora was in the bassinet beside her, breathing softly, one fist tucked near her cheek.
I stood over her for a long time.
Then I touched two fingers to her tiny hand.
I drove back to Daniel's house.
She closed her tiny fingers around mine without waking.
For two days, Ethan had worried about his presentation, his house, his dinner, his boss, and what I had done to him.
He never once asked what the fever had done to his daughter.
The night at the hospital could have been one terrible choice made by an exhausted man.
