Kathryn
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Kathryn ran into the room, Kyle and Thom behind her.
“Oh my god. Heather,” Kathryn whispered.
Thom took one look at Heather writhing on the floor and ran outside.
Heather gasped and groaned and cried out. So much pain.
“Oh my baby.” Kathryn cradled Heather’s torso and lifted her halfway onto her lap. She pushed down on the side of Heather’s abdomen. Heather screamed.
“Okay okay,” Kathryn said. She pushed Heather’s hair out of her face. “I’m here, baby. I’m here.”
Kyle bit his lips and hovered over them. His hands shook.
“Find out if Thom is calling the ambulance,” she whispered to him.
He sped off into the dawn. The nautical twilight permeated the barn, casting light and shadows through the open Barn Room door. The dropping temperature made Kathryn wish for the door cl
