Chapter Fourteen
“A QUICK CHECK? ARE you having contractions?” Beatrice fumbled, and her book fell to the floor. She absently picked it up, still focused on the phone call.
“Maybe. That is, it sort of feels like labor pains, but I just don’t know for sure. Since it’s regular office hours, I decided to just head over to the doctor’s office instead of the hospital,” said Piper.
“You’re driving yourself?” asked Beatrice, now more concerned.
“I’m fine, really. I just wanted to make sure, that’s all. The school called in a substitute, so I was able to leave.”
“Where’s Ash?” asked Beatrice. She was already looking around to see where she laid her car keys.
“His phone went to voice mail, which means he’s in a meeting. But his meetings at school only last a few minutes, Mama, so he’ll be che
