CHAPTER 17: Harker
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Harker groaned as he rolled over, the baby’s whimpers cutting through his sleep like a frigging siren of doom. Doom for any rest. He winced as he forced his eyes open. It felt like they were full of sand. He hadn’t gotten much sleep in the hospital and tonight had been worse. The baby had been up most of the night which meant so had they. Irene’s fussing was starting to boil over into a squall. He crawled out of bed, gently lifting the baby from the crib.
“What? No. Huh,” mumbled Alison as her eyes fluttered open.
“I got her.” He placed Irene against his shoulder, patting her back, but the kid was having none of that. She started crying louder and louder. He was still amazed that a tiny thing like her could make that much noise.
“No. I’ll do it. Sorry.” Al
