Chapter Six
Billy Jo spotted Mark in his Jeep behind her as she pulled into their driveway and parked beside Gail’s pickup. By the time she had turned off her car and reached for her bag, Mark was already opening her door and holding out his hand.
“You know I can still get out,” she said.
The hint of a smile pulled at his lips. “I know, but humor me, considering you’re the one who has to carry the baby.”
She settled her hand in his and stepped out, and his hand slid over her back as she slipped her bag over her shoulder. Mark closed her door.
“How did everything go at the hospital?” he said.
What was she supposed to say? Her job now was to make sure Mila had a home, a bed, a place to go. She knew she could fight only so much of the system before the little girl became a file on someo
