The Dinners Inn Motel, California
Drake
My brother had left and I helped Elisabeth back to our room and into bed. I knew what I had to do but found it hard to send my woman away.
“Drake you must pack some clothes for me and put them in an overnight bag, baby. That would make our pretence more believable. Who would leave for the hospital without clothing, especially after contractions? Oh, and get the baby’s suitcase as well,” Elisabeth told me and I stood in the middle of the room, trying to find the strength to do as she asked.
“Drake? Are you okay, honey?” Elisabeth asked and I looked at her.
“Ellie, what if the baby is born and I am not there for you?” There! I finally said it.
She smiled.
“Don’t worry baby. Your son is way more stubborn than you are. He will surely wait for his
