Daniel looked at the watch on his wrist. It was getting late. He opened his cell phone to several missed calls from the same person. This was his private number which, other than that person, only a few others knew.
“Let’s go.” He picked up his coat and stood up, walking outside. He did not want to go back, but he was obliged to. He had not forgotten he still had a responsibility at home, his wife.
When was it that to him, Lillian had become a responsibility? All he wanted now was for her to have a baby soon. This way, perhaps he could relax a little and not feel so pressured.
To think that he, Daniel, would one day become a tool for childbirth. Such mockery.
Justin rested his chin on his hand, his eyes contemplating. It seemed that his cousin had changed. He was more silent than befor
